标题:那封写给长者的信

日期:2025年4月18日

故事:

走廊安静得出奇,只有钟表的滴答声在空气中低语。老人院的光线温柔,岁月的痕迹刻在每一张熟睡或沉思的脸上。

这一天,一个年轻的探访小组悄悄走入,没有活动海报,也没有麦克风,只有温暖的问候与真挚的心。

在靠窗的一张轮椅上,坐着一位名叫恩慈的老人。她的白发如霜,眼神有些迷茫,却透露出一种曾经燃烧过的热情。她年轻时是教会里忠心的领袖:带领诗歌、教主日学、在台上站过无数次。如今,她安静地坐在这里,仿佛等待着什么——也许是一句问候,也许是某个熟悉的声音。

年轻的访客小雅走到她面前,轻声问候,便坐下陪伴她。她没有说太多话,只从包中取出圣经,翻开一页,念道:

“作长老的写信给蒙拣选的太太和她的儿女,就是我按真理所爱的……我劝你们要彼此相爱。”
——《约翰二书》1:1,5

小雅温柔地说:“这封信,是一位年老的门徒写的。即使年纪大了,身体不再强壮,他依然在爱人、牧养人、鼓励人。今天这封信,是写给你们的——写给你这样的长者。”

恩慈的眼眶湿润了,她轻轻握住小雅的手,声音微弱却坚定:“我以为……神已经忘了我。但今天,我知道祂没有。”

在她床边,小雅留下了一张手写卡片:

“致属神的长者:
你曾教导我们敬畏神,
曾引导我们走上信仰的路;
如今你静默无声,
却依然是天父手中宝贵的器皿。
你的一生,是我们属灵的传承。
愿神今天亲自探访你,
用祂永恒的爱温柔你年迈的心。”

恩慈闭上眼睛,脸上露出久违的微笑。
她知道,她没有被忘记。
她仍然被深爱,仍然被纪念,仍然被神所使用。

结语:

亲爱的长者,

你可能不再站讲台,不再带敬拜,甚至不再记得每一段经文,但神仍记得你的一切付出。

你是《约翰二书》中那位“蒙拣选的太太”,你是那位在真理中被深爱的人。
即使如今只是坐在窗边安静等候,你的生命,仍在为神发光。

愿你听见神温柔地对你说:

“我没有忘记你,我一直爱你。”

Title: The Letter to the Elderly

Date: April 17, 2025

Story:

The hallway was unusually quiet, with only the ticking of a clock whispering through the air. The lighting in the elderly home was soft, and the marks of time were etched onto every sleeping or pondering face.

That day, a small team of young visitors quietly entered — no event posters, no microphones, just warm greetings and sincere hearts.

By the window sat an elderly lady in a wheelchair, her name was Grace. Her hair was like white frost, her gaze somewhat distant, yet a hidden fire of passion once burned within those eyes. In her younger years, she had been a faithful leader in the church — leading worship, teaching Sunday school, standing on countless platforms. Now she sat quietly, as if waiting for something — perhaps a greeting, perhaps a familiar voice.

The young visitor Clara approached her, greeted her softly, and sat down beside her. She didn’t say much, but simply pulled out her Bible and gently began to read:

“The elder,
To the elect lady and her children, whom I love in truth… I plead with you, not as though I wrote a new commandment to you, but that which we have had from the beginning: that we love one another.”
— 2 John 1:1, 5

Clara smiled warmly and said, “This letter was written by an aged disciple. Though he was no longer young, and his body was frail, he continued to love, to shepherd, and to encourage.
Today, this letter is for you — for every elder who has walked faithfully before us.”

Tears welled up in Grace’s eyes. She gently held Clara’s hand and whispered, “I thought… God had forgotten me. But today, I know He hasn’t.”

Before leaving, Clara placed a handwritten card by Grace’s bedside:

“To the beloved elders of God:
You once taught us to fear the Lord,
You once led us on the path of faith;
Now though you sit in silence,
You are still precious vessels in the hand of the Father.
Your life remains our spiritual inheritance.
May God Himself visit you today,
And with His everlasting love,
Gently comfort your aged heart.”

Grace closed her eyes, and a soft, long-lost smile appeared on her face.
She knew she was not forgotten.
She knew she was still deeply loved, still remembered, still useful in God’s hands.

Conclusion:

Dear elders,

You may no longer preach from the pulpit, lead worship, or even recall every verse by heart — but God remembers every act of your devotion.

You are the “elect lady” of 2 John, the one loved in truth.
Even if you now simply sit quietly by the window, your life continues to shine for the glory of God.

May you hear the tender voice of God saying to you:

“I have not forgotten you. I have loved you all along.”

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