God’s Call Doesn’t Come With an Expiration Date

you are never past the age of possibility

You don’t age out of God’s story.

That idea that there’s some expiration date on usefulness, some invisible line where God pats us on the shoulder and says, “Thanks for your service, you can sit down now, and let the youngins handle the rest,” is not from Him. The Bible doesn’t show God moving His people into spiritual obsolescence. It shows us that what we call the end of the road, He calls the threshold of eternity’s greatest work.

Abraham and Sarah weren’t the best-looking choice. If you were staging a comeback story, you wouldn’t have picked them to star in it. They were past the age of possibility. Past the age of making headlines or TikToks. They had long since filed away the dream of children like a box in the attic—something you don’t throw away, but you don’t touch anymore either. And it was there, at the very edge of human capacity, that God said, “Perfect. Now, I’ll use you.”

Why? Because His power shows better against the backdrop of weakness. When faith is born in bodies that should have quit, no one confuses the outcome with human effort.

And if He chose them, why wouldn’t He choose you? The scars you carry, the decades of mistakes and mercy, all the ordinary years that have piled up—they’re not disqualifiers. They’re soil. God does His best planting in ground that looks barren. It shows us that what we see as decline can be the very stage where God unveils His power to remake the world.

So don’t fold your hands like your part is finished. Don’t assume your usefulness has a use-by date. The years we label “too late” are often the years God has marked “right on time.”

You are still in the story, still being written into something larger than your own lifetime. Age is not the dimming of the flame but the moment God fans it into something brighter than youth could ever hold. There’s no best-before date on progress toward Christlikeness; gray hair and aching knees don’t disqualify you, they certify you for the kind of work youth can’t handle. As C.S. Lewis once wrote to his American friend, “As for wrinkles: pshaw! Why shouldn’t we have wrinkles? Honorable insignia of long service in this warfare.” Lewis may have been talking about wrinkles, but his words point to something bigger—that age actually makes room for the Spirit.

The Spirit doesn’t shrink back from age—He expands through it. Every year you carry adds another chamber for His presence, another layer of depth for His voice to echo through. The body may thin, but the soul thickens with glory. What feels like slowing down is often the Spirit settling in, doing His most intricate work when the noise of youth has quieted.

In every generation, every season, every body worn by time, God plants the seeds of promises big enough to change the world. When they blossom in you, the world cannot help but be take notice. Are you ready to blossom?