A couple of weeks ago, I turned 66. Honestly, I never thought I would see this age. My mother was in her early 40’s when she passed away and I always thought that the best part of life would happen before that age.
So, when it appeared that I was going to outlive her, I thought that aging should be graceful. Thoughts of elegant women in flowing clothing is how I pictured coming to this age. I figured that somehow I would reach this age and be elegant. HA! I reached this age like I have all the previous ones. Rushing headlong, like the proverbial bull in a china shop.
And now, that I am here, I confess that although I creak and crack a bit more, mentally, I still feel and think like I did at 16. Well, truthfully, some thoughts are different. I may have some of grumpy old lady tendencies lurking in the corners, but I am not ready for the rocking chair full time.
I suppose I should take inventory and make goals as to what I will miraculously do this year, but, the older I get the more honest and blatant I get. I dream of doing so much, but the reality is that I get tired. I grow weary and I hesitate. I could say this is part of aging, but, I have been this way for a good forty years! I do know that I am still trying to put my mark in this world. I strive to be everything our Lord created me to be. I know the bulk of my life is behind me as I know I do not have another 60 years left (what a frightening thought!). So, this year I wait to see what happens. Will I write more than the opening of that novel that lays dormant in my mind? Will I teach and minister to women? Will I actually clean out my junk room? It all remains a mystery. So, instead of flowing, graceful clothing, I will once more put on my raggy jeans, stained tee shirt and tennis shoes and live my life just like that bull in a china shop.
Thanks for stopping by, Cathi (DAF)
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You are beautiful inside and out no matter what you wear Cathi! You are a Princess of the King and your flowing robes will come later with a mansion in Heaven! These earthly clothes are filthy rags in comparison. God has numbered your days; as you lean into Him more each day in His word and show His love, “your” mark is being made in the ones you touch, speak and listen to. Keep writing; keeping smiling; keep speaking and keep praying. As His children, we all reflect the glory of God, made in His image! Love you!
Maggie, you are such a blessing! Thank you for your kind words and support. Love you and miss you.
I love this, Cathi….
Cathi, I loved what you wrote…it truly spoke to my heart, and reflected my thoughts. In my heart and mind I want to make a mark, and there are things I would like to do…if this tired and achy body will make it through.
I love you, friend!
BTW….I was just thinking of a special friend of mine who is a writer….. praying for her in anticipation of how her writings will blossom this year. Jeremiah 29:11💕
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As always Diane, you are my cheerleader, thank you for being you. Love you
Not sure you will ever know, this side of heaven, what a blessing you are to so many people. Just keep on keeping on…you’re on the right track for Jesus.
thank you Ruthie, you are the best! Love you so much!
Happy birthday! 🖤
Thank you Kari! Hope you are doing well.