November 2014 Letter—Dear Getting Older

Dear Getting Older,

Sometimes, I don’t like you very much. because you mess with parts of my life that worked just fine before you showed up. You are changing too many of the rules, and I resent you for that–why won’t you let me keep running for miles and miles without any pain like I used to? And why do you insist on reminding me that I can’t eat all I want to eat if I don’t want my waist to thicken any more? And why do you make my bed so very enticing as soon as it is dark outside?

But you are a blessing in many ways.

timeSince I met you, I am growing in my discovery that the time is always, always now, and the place is always, always here. Because we never get the Nows back, and the Heres never remain the same.

You have taught me that people need to be loved like nobody’s business, and that I can never, ever out-love God. Going the extra mile is always worth the effort, and kindness is always the best choice. I only knew these truths theoretically before I met you, but you have woven them inside of me, and for that I am thankful. 

Dear Getting Older, you gently took me by the hand and led me into tasting of glories I never knew about, like the value of wasting time–because the time is always NOW–, and the contented joy of listening to the leaves caressed by the wind–because the place is always HERE; the pleasure of a slow evening with no agenda, the value of a genuine smile, and the power of sowing over and over again, watering over and over again, weeding over and over again, and never stop believing. 

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Before meeting you, I did not understand the powerful wisdom of investing in the next generation, telling it the awesomeness of God, and the joy of listening to it with my heart. I did not comprehend the power of paying attention to what goes on in my head, and the strength of worship.

Dear Getting Older, as the days turn into weeks and the weeks into months, I mind you less and less, because you are teaching me to accept you gracefully, and you remind me daily that the end of your days means that I will see my King. And that, dear Getting Older, is more delightful than Life itself.

Thank you for all that you are to me,

Barbara

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

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25 comments

  1. Yes, I loved this! I am learning the older I get to slow down. There is no reason to be in such a hurry rushing through life. Thank your for sharing this with us. I also counted gifts in my post today.

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  2. Great post! I’m getting ready to enter being “middle-aged” *gasp* and well, the ol’ gray mare, she ain’t what she use to be. And that’s okay. Life has seasons and blessings in every turn and bend. Even when bending starts getting harder. 🙂

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  3. If we are able to learn this at an early age, we would be able to enjoy life at a greater scale. Taking our time to do and enjoy things is and could be so rewarding.

    Great Post, thanks for sharing!!

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  4. We lost a dear friend this past week, who was the same age as me – – Yes, we are getting older but Jesus is there holding our hand. Thanks for sharing with us here at Tell me a Story.”

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  5. The gained wisdom with age does outweigh the loss of those little things that really don’t matter quite as much and a leaning upon God becomes more of my dependence on anything as I see the days merge into one another. I begin to see through eyes that grace has tinted rather than my own perceptions, and well.. that is always much better.
    Blessings!

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  6. Barbara, I so enjoyed reading your post on getting older. I posted on the same topic on Monday as I am getting older. Yes, aging doesn’t have to mean “old” but it does mean that I am closer to going “home.” So good to meet you today.

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  7. I am older and this was so very poignant. The phrase I loved (aside from seeing our King at the end) was this one: “Because we never get the Nows back, and the Heres never remain the same.”

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  8. Great post! I don’t like some parts of getting older, but there are things I know and do now that I never knew when I was younger. Thanks for linking up to Motivational Monday!

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  9. Absolutely fantastic, I am now a grandmother and the days and years go by and I feel older, things don’t work the way they should any more, but God is still in control and still loves me. Thank you for linking up at Good Morning Mondays. Blessings

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  10. […] Getting old is no fun. Joints creek a bit, metabolism slows down, and you can’t always remember why you went upstairs. Then, there are people who mention how cool your grey hair looks, or how the music always seems so loud at your house. And as soon as it’s dark out there, all you want to do is stay home. Can anybody relate? […]

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