In about a week I will celebrate the five year anniversary of my retirement. Actually “celebrate” is a misnomer and overstatement. There will be no cake, balloons or even a night out. You see, I didn’t really want to retire, nor did I even expect to retire someday.
You may find the idea that I did not expect to retire someday a bit unusual. After all, isn’t it part of the American dream to leave work behind and enjoy leisure in our Golden Years. Well, I have always had a different take on that.
You see, I am a follower of Jesus Christ. I believe that He has given me the greatest gift I could ever receive, that is savation through His death on the cross. Therefore, I want to give back to Him all that I am and have, including whatever little time I have left.
So what led to retirement? As with many of us at this age, the job I had just passed me by. Although I was working in a ministry that I loved, they moved in a different direction. I could have stayed and continued to draw a paycheck, but I didn’t have much to do anymore and I didn’t think it was right to use the ministry’s money to pay me.
Anyway, I retired. Now what? Stay tuned to the next blog post!
Reluctant Retiree 