Isn’t it strange how one minute you’re the youngest of any group you’re with and then suddenly one day you’re the oldest? Seriously, “the oldies” or “classic rock” now refers to songs that were made popular for the first time when I was in high school. Ouch. I see what people refer to as vintage clothing remembering wearing the same outfit when it was new. It’s amazing how life can sneak up on you…
We’ve all been told when we were young to enjoy life because it does go by so quickly. James 4:14 in the Bible says, “For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.”
So true. Sometimes we don’t realize just how true this is until we’re looking back;
– Looking back on how quickly our children have grown up
– Looking back with only memories of someone you’ve lost
– Looking back on a past that can never be changed, wishing you had made better decisions
– Looking back with joy realizing how blessed your life has been and wishing you had been more thankful
Every one of these apply to me. And I don’t want to live my life always looking back.
I’m 46 years old; not ancient, but on the “other side” of my 40’s. My kids are spread out so that they span nearly three different generations; Wesley will be 23 next month, Caleb is 15 1/2 and Eli will be 12 in about 3 weeks. To some degree, this spread in their ages has kept me young. At one point I was going from an elementary open house to a varsity high school football game in one week to cover my boys. Now we’ve shifted to having our sons in middle school, high school, and the last year of college. Where did the time go?
Time creeps up for sure. There are so many things I planned to do in my younger days, thinking I had an infinite amount of time to accomplish everything I want to do. Now, the realization is that my future on this earth is not infinite and instead of thinking of the things I’ll accomplish with my future, I’ve shifted to planning for sustaining what’s left of it. My how things change…
And then there’s vanity.
Yep, I do consider myself somewhat vain. Not to the point that I think every song is about me, but vain enough to provide myself with a good hour to get ready just in case I have trouble deciding what to wear or how to fix my hair. And I’ve always been a little freaky about wrinkles so fortunately, from a younger age, I learned not to get a lot of sun on my face, use a good make-up, and moisturize, moisturize, moisturize.
Here’s a HUGE rule of thumb for me (if anybody cares)…I NEVER sleep in make-up! This no-no was embedded in my mind from the time I was 13 years old. I spent the night with a friend and we were playing with make-up. Her mom walked in and said, “Be sure to wash that off your face before you go to bed. Did you know every night you sleep in make-up it adds 5 days age to your face?” For some reason, that remark burned into my mind like I had been branded and I determined from that very day NEVER to sleep in make-up. And I have not. No matter how late I get in, I’m going to wash my face.
Sadly, now I’m starting to look at cleansers and moisturizers for “mature skin”. I hate that term.
With getting older and having a son recently married, there’s now the thought of grandchildren eventually entering the picture. It’s exciting – I mean, I love babies! But the only babies that have been part of our family have been my own! This is a territory that really puts things into perspective. Wes & Kendal have assured me it will be at least 5 years before they start trying to make me a grandmother and that’s fine with me. It will take me that long to decide what I want to be called. “Ra-Ra” feels good…;)
I’ll be honest, as much as I love to blog, some days I’m not sure what direction to go in with my writing. Today, I sat here for awhile praying for a topic. In the midst of my thoughts, I took Ibuprofen for a headache and aching shoulders, realized that I have a hair appointment to cover my gray, and noted to check with the dentist for a tooth that has to be PULLED (back molar, thank God) and eventually replaced with an implant. Thus this blog.
Getting older is absolutely not for the faint of heart, but I do realize how blessed my life is and I want to spend this day and every day thankful to the Lord.
God has given me an amazing husband with whom to share this journey…
…a precious family that brings tremendous joy to my life
…a godly mother whose example influences my life every single day
and countless other blessings no blog could contain (Rob & Chris, that includes you and your families…:)).
But the greatest of these is what awaits me when my future on earth comes to an end…eternal life because of my sweet, loving Savior, Jesus Christ, whose blood has redeemed and saved me.
Now that makes growing older not only worth it, but something to look forward to.