Life After 55

What I believe is this: life does not have to stop after 55. But this brings us to another problem - my body doesn't agree with me! It thinks it's time to start hurting and slowing down and taking a week to recover from exercise. Literally! My mind, my soul says, "Hey, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." And interestingly enough, when God has asked me to do something, He does provide the strength to do it. And sadly, I realize that when I am wiped out by something and it brings anxiety and stress and all kinds of other unpleasant things along with it on a chronic basis, which then tears down my body, it wasn't from God. I am not going to say that it probably wasn't from God because I'm talking about what I really believe. This is after all - my blog.