I’ve somewhat followed the financial planner’s advice on saving for retirement, tucking away money in an account that I’ll use one day to pay my rent and buy life’s necessities. But the amount I’ve saved really won’t allow me to live my twilight years in leisure. I won’t be the one tanned from golf courses or ocean cruises. I won’t sit around lunch tables in swanky restaurants reminiscing about the good old days.
And secretly, I want to take that retirement money and blow it all, sailing around the world giving folded $100 bills to strangers.
But neither of those will bring long-term satisfaction to my twilight years. Despite my financial planning, I haven’t given enough thought to spiritual planning. But here’s an irony; we spend billions of dollars on wrinkle creams, hair loss concoctions, and hair dye but give hardly a passing thought to investing in things that will help our retirement have some purpose.
I don’t believe I was put on this planet to put my feet up, to “call it good,” and let someone else take up the charge.
A balanced life
So I’m assessing my life with a balance sheet that doesn’t focus on the projected inflation rate or expected withdrawal rates. Instead, I want my retirement books to have a balance of the following things:
Healthy fellowship – I want to have a vibrant kinship with fellow believers, cultivating friendships that build each other and others up. Ecclesiastes reminds us the “threefold cord is not quickly broken.”
Mentoring of others – The Bible instructs older believers to have an active role in training the next generation. Psalm 145:4 says, “One generation shall commend your works to another, and shall declare your mighty acts.” It is my responsibility to remind the next generation that God is real, that he is alive and well and that he makes a difference in our society.
Kingdom service – Many churches relegate retirees to attending monthly luncheons and passing out bulletins. I want my retirement to help the local body, drawing on my experience to help lead through difficult times.
At the end of my life, I want to have made a difference.