Though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day.~2 Corinthians 4:16
Thoughts on today's verse...
The story is told of a little boy who watches his grandmother sit and read the Bible every day. When a friend asks him what she's doing, he replys, "She's cramming for finals!" As cute as the story maybe, the reality is that our outward man is perishing. My friends, life is terminal and none of us are getting out alive, should the Lord tarry.
'Aging ain't for sissys' has been attributed to Bette Davis and it's true. My body used to be my friend, then I hit fifty and low and behold, my body got a mind of its own and decided that parts of it would travel to places they didn't belong! Menopause was 'interesting,' need I say more? I refused to call them hot flashes and much preferred to call them 'power surges'.
For the past three years now at my annual eye exam, my eyes have changed so dramatically that I've needed to purchase new glasses. I love it when the doctor covers one eye and says, 'read the lowest line you can see.' I usually say, "I think it's an E, I think it's an L... I can't see the next... but I'm sure the next one is a T" Ah... the mysteries of aging.
Yet through all of these changing aspects of my aging and body changes, I've found a few profound truths. It is OK for us women to laugh at ourselves about our changing bodies and our changing roles in society. I've learned that I have some very dear friends and these are the ones I can count on when times get rough. I think this is where I should publically thank Roxanne for coming to my rescue at the emergency room when I had my heart attack. Thank you Rox! I can't begin to tell you how much I appreciated your being there with me, especially when my husband was out of town. And for your praying with and for me before they packed me into the helicopter.
And like the story at the beginning of the blog, I am reading the Bible more. I also find that I listen for the voice of God, even when it is a 'small, still voice' in the dark of night. My prayer is that I age with grace and dignity.
Well Lord, here we are in the fall of my life (or is it the beginning of winter?). It's been quite a ride, hasn't it? Thank You so much for my friends, the ones here and the ones in blog land. They truly are a gift from You. I pray Father, that I may encourage them as much as they encourage me. Thank You too, for the wisdom that comes with aging and that You have given me the ability to speak the truth. It's in Jesus' name I pray ~Amen!
Yours, because we're His,