A little fun for this Monday. Some of my most recent “finds” from the internet.
First up – a few on aging…
And to end on a sweet note…some sweet reminders.
Thanks for starting your work week with me. Much love to you all.
I don’t mean to offend by the picture or my post. Please keep reading. This post is really about our aging bodies and the necessity to adapt some of our daily routines. It is also about how we view others and hopefully encourage them, rather than tear them down.
I’ve actually been thinking of this post for quite some time—namely every morning when I get dressed! While I don’t dwell on some of my changing limitations, I am daily reminded of them when getting ready for the day.
For over 63 of my 65 years I’ve been in charge of putting on my own clothes and until the past year or two, it’s never been a big deal. The problem now is that I have some limited flexibility and a few balance issues. Take sox for instance. In the past, I would stand on one leg, lift up the other waist high, put on a sock, then repeat on the other side. Can’t do that anymore. I need to sit to accomplish it.
Same thing holds true with the undies. Every day I continue in my old ways by standing and putting one leg at a time into the opening. Only I find I’m having more and more trouble with it. Most mornings, I kind of fall over because while it’s bad enough to have to balance on one leg and then lift the other, add to it that I need my arms to be several inches longer to get the undies past the foot that gets stuck about a foot off the ground, refusing to go any higher.
Cleverly, I extend the “unders” by using just the tips of my fingers but still inevitably fail, stumble, and finally sit down to accomplish the task, or lean all the way over to the floor to try getting them on in a different way.
PLEASE NOTE: I promise you; I’m always successful even if it takes a few tries. No going commando for this Mimi!
But all throughout my struggle I think to myself “What do women my age do if they attempt to wear thongs? I can’t imagine there being enough material to go through the shenanigans required to get those pesky things on. So, while the younger generations scoffs and laugh at our famous granny panties, I wear them proudly…knowing tough as it was to get them on, they are securely in place and my important parts are firmly (if not completely) covered! (big wink)
Great question. It’s simply to talk about how we change in our elder years. We like to think we’re as young as we feel but the truth is that our bodies betray those feelings. These bodies were not created to last forever here on this earth. They break down, change, and begin to let us down in various activities and in our health.
And while we struggle accepting that, sometimes what hurts is that younger folks really don’t understand it. They can be judgmental and condescending. Younger family members scoff at the granny panties thinking we’re just old-fashioned when as I explained above, they’re just easier to deal with.
Wrinkles and face sags can garner the same reaction when you hear someone younger proudly declare “I’ll never let myself go; I’ll do Botox or get a face lift.”
And there’s not one woman my age or older who isn’t well-aware of cellulite or loose thigh skin when they don a bathing suit on a hot summer day. But just because she is plagued by those things, is she not supposed to enjoy cooling off in the pool or at the beach? And if she actually gets up the courage to take a dip, the last thing she wants to hear are the whispers of some young’un stating emphatically if they ever look like that, they’ll definitely not go out in public in a bathing suit.
I actually love many things about growing old. I like that I don’t have to work at a regular job. I like my completely flexible schedule. If I’m supposed to dust today but don’t want to, I don’t! I no longer wear make-up (personal decision) and am fine with it. I have more tolerance for some things and much less for others. I can have cereal for supper if I want and pizza for breakfast. I get to do lots of jigsaw puzzles and have time to participate in several Bible studies.
But I have to admit, sometimes I find myself lifting the saggy skin around my eyes to see how much better I look. And when I can no longer easily maintain an ideal weight, I can get a little down. (Of course, a little ice cream cheers me right up!) And the lower back ache that plagues when I change position throughout the day is a screaming reminder that I’m definitely in the senior citizen category.
If I wasn’t aware before, I sure am now…aware of others in my age group. Aware that my small aches don’t begin to compare with friends who have had to have shoulders or knees replaced. I’m aware that I can hop in the car anytime I want to drive somewhere while neighbors are more house bound. I’m aware that each illness or ailment needs an extended recovery time and often someone my age is unable to gain back 100% of what they had (or could do) before. (Sigh)
I’m aware that instead of judgments about something I should do differently to look or feel better are just that…judgments. And I don’t want to hear it. Instead I would like encouragement, people to love on me, and to have others look at me as if I’m still the cat’s meow!
Today, be good to yourself. Don’t be harsh at what you can no longer do but instead find things to be happy about, things you can do and do well. Be careful about jumping to conclusions about others. You never know what goes on behind closed doors or in someone’s mind. And finally, reach out to someone else and encourage them. Do an errand for them, visit over a cup of tea, offer to help with a project, pray for them.
And to any reading this who are younger than me, the above paragraph is especially important. Keep your criticisms and judgments to yourself and just extend love and kindness to me and others in my age group. Your sweet words will mean the world to us!
A few parting thoughts from God’s Word:
Therefore, we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. (2 Corinthians 4:16)
Is not wisdom found among the aged? Does not long life bring understanding? (Job 12:12)
And afterward, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions (Joel 2:28)
Stand up in the presence of the aged, show respect for the elderly and revere your God. I am the LORD. (Leviticus 19:32)
Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, my God, till I declare your power to the next generation, your mighty acts to all who are to come. (Psalm 71:18)
They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green. (Psalm 92:14)
Oops. I goofed. Just didn’t get anything ready to post this morning. But I’ve been saving some messages that have tickled my fancy at one point or another so I’ll share them with you.
Proverbs 17:22 tell us that “A happy heart is like good medicine, but a broken spirit drains your strength.” Sometimes your heart is naturally happy. And sometimes you just have to happy it up.
Either way…enjoy…and let me know if you have any funny sayings that are sure to brighten someone’s day.
Well, the first 40th birthday has nearly arrived. Son-in-law Chris turns 40 on Tuesday and son Tim will follow two weeks later.
This weekend he got to play paintball and have an evening on the town. Then his parents took he and his twin (along with their families) to dinner.
And on Sunday, his boys presented their gifts. Each had made something for him. Callan went to a ceramic studio and painted a football helmet in Florida Gator colors and Konnor created a broken-glass picture frame. Using a hammer (which was a HUGE hit…pun intended), he smashed up some colored glass tile, then glued the pieces on the frame. A little grout, and a carefully chosen picture and voila! A gift for his dad.
But most fun for the boys was planning a treasure hunt for their dad so he could find his goodies. They wrapped and hid their gifts along with ours around the house, then wrote clues for Chris to follow. Both boys were proud not only of their gifts but in the enjoyable time they created for their Dad in finding his gifts.
Chris came into our family in 2003. And though I call him my son-in-law, long ago my heart welcomed him as another son. Our family wouldn’t be complete without him!
Happy 40th Chris. We sure do love you. Here’s to a wonderful, wonderful year.
The holidays are always a time with family at the center. In many, if not most homes, it’s the family that gathers around a table laden with yummy food. It’s the family that spends the day together giving and receiving gifts to show how much we love each other.
So, when families are fractured or have missing members, instead of pure joy, often those gathering times are reminders those not there.
Like so many others, I’m missing my own mother this Christmas season. She was a very special person who brought joy to so many, that her parting left a huge hole in the hearts of those who knew her.
My sister is gone, too. Much too soon. At age 63 and after celebrating her birthday on the Friday of Labor Day weekend in 2014 with friends and family gathered near, she passed away three days later, no longer able to fight the cancer that took her life.
So, I too, mourn these losses. And though most days the sorrow is no longer a constant nag, getting through the holiday season each year seems a tough journey.
But I rather like this Charlie Brown picture and caption. Though it’s not scriptural, it’s still a happy thought indeed to look up, see the millions of stars, and think they just might be our loved ones reminding us that all is well.
I walk once or twice a day as it’s the only way to get in 4 miles of total walking distance. That’s because walking more than 2 or 2-1/2 miles at one time seems to be more than my body can manage at this point due to those pesky aches and pains.
I try to be productive with the time by listening to a podcast, my Bible Study Fellowship notes, or a medical mystery. Sometimes I pray my way through my walk, and sometimes I just look around and enjoy the beauty of where I live.
What I didn’t realize was that I often walk with my head down. I believe it’s because of the sun’s glare. Despite the protection of my visor, the only really effective way for me to avoid the sun’s harsh rays is to tilt my head toward my chest. And that creates an issue.
When walking with your head down, all you see is the road immediately in front of you (Pic 1). That’s okay for ensuring my feet are on level, unobstructed ground. But this position hinders me from seeing what’s ahead down the road and from preparing for a possible deviation in my path, should one become necessary.
Of course, to compensate, I peek down the road every few minutes to get the view ahead (Pic 2). Sometimes, I even see enough to anticipate a possible issue such as the truck parked in the third picture (Pic 3).
But the other day, despite the occasional glimpses that kept me informed of what was ahead, I still missed it. With my head down, I pumped my arms and forged ahead only to go “BUMP” and head straight into…this truck (Pic 4).
The truck had every right to be there. And with my prior glances, I should have been prepared to avoid it. And I assume part of my brain must have registered it was in my path. But without constantly keeping my eyes focused on that all-important object, and with my head mostly aimed at the ground, I missed its nearness until it was too late.
With the resounding bump bringing me to an abrupt halt also came a resounding revelation that this happens way too often in our everyday lives.
Minding our own business, not keeping our eyes on the prize (our Lord), or in the busyness of life, we miss warning signs and plow right into trouble.
Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be courageous; be strong. (1 Corinthians 16:12)
Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them fade from your heart as long as you live…(Deuteronomy 4:9)
Here’s to all of us becoming more vigilant in our daily lives. Purposeful in putting God first. Careful in where and how we walk out our Christian experience. And mindful of all God has done for us so that we do not forget His goodness and mercy.
Love to all.
Often a closet of a lady my age has a wide range of clothing sizes. The “hope to fit into again someday” clothes, the current size, and maybe even the slightly bigger ones “just in case.” While I admit there are some who through the years seem to stay the same size, I know of more women like myself who tend to fluctuate.
It’s because so many, like myself, can relate to the expressed thought in the pic, that we laugh. But let’s take to heart the last two lines, shall we? “But still. Let’s be positive here.”
Often, we can be positive and encouraging toward others, but we’re actually much harder on ourselves, aren’t we?
When we see those clothes that don’t fit, or that unfinished project, or realize we haven’t made that all-important phone call, we can easily move into self-condemnation. We lament not being able to stick to a diet or remember to make a phone call. We think If I was a better person, I would finish the things I start.
At times we do the same thing with others, especially those we care about. We want the best for our kids but end up disappointed when they make mistakes and wrong decisions.
Likewise, we want the best for our friends, but when we see one remain stagnant at work because fear keeps them from returning to school for more training or presenting their own ideas to their boss, frustration at their inability to embrace change creeps in.
And I don’t want to be like that. I want instead to look for the positive in a person or situation. I want to think the best of them and be their greatest cheerleader. We all appreciate positive reinforcement so my desire is to be less disappointed and more motivated to encourage, to pray for, and to offer wise counsel.
Genuinely caring for others and offering an optimistic outlook is not a fake attempt at being positive. It’s actually encouraging. Just like when our kids were young and fell repeatedly in their attempts to walk. We didn’t berate them for falling. Instead we clapped and laughed, holding out our arms so they would be inspired to keep on trying.
As believers, we all fail at times. We all make mistakes and disappoint ourselves, others, and even God. But when we are in Christ, we know He can use everything yes EVERYTHING to refine us; to make us more like Him. And that, my friend, is very, very positive indeed.
If that’s the case, then we, too, can find the positive in our circumstance as long as our eyes are on the prize, on Him. Then He can use our mistakes to reveal His Lordship and He can use all our experiences, both good and bad, to teach us to depend on Him and reveal His power.
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go. (Joshua 1:9)
Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. (Philippians 1:6)
So be encouraged my friend. Remain positive toward yourself and toward others. God is not yet finished with you. Hallelujah and amen!