The World Is My Oyster

Today I’m looking for pearls.  Not the fresh water, cultured or Mabe variety.  I’m not that crazy about shellfish but if that’s the only way to obtain the pearls, then let’s get to it!

Pearls of wisdom…wouldn’t it be fabulous if you could find them in an oyster.  Some days I’d be willing to dig through some pretty bad trash if I knew I’d find a few pearls.  Ah, well, it’s just not that easy.  Or is it?  When was the last time you spoke to your grandparents, if you’re lucky enough to still have the darlings around?  They’ve forgotten more than we know.

Grandmother (my spouse’s Grandmother) used to tell me about her family coming to this country  (She meant southern Arkansas) from Kentucky in a covered wagon.  They logged, planted, laid railroad ties, raised livestock, made quilts – these were people who knew the meaning of hard work.  They were too tired for mischief at the end of the day.  Grandmother married at 14 and by the time she was 32 she was a widow with 8 children.  In 1950 the opportunities for women were scarce.  Grandmother became a migrant farm worker.  She and her children traveled via pick up truck from Florida to Michigan following crops and harvesting along the way.   She put all 8 kids through school this way!  When her children were grown she remarried and enjoyed several years with Grandpa Mac.  She bequeathed many pearls of wisdom – work like there’s no tomorrow because there isn’t; handle your responsibilities with determination; life has a way of teaching humility – learn it quickly with grace and humor.  Continue reading “The World Is My Oyster”

This Is What I Know Of Life

It’s not fair.  You’ve heard that before.  Probably said it before.  And it’s true. Orphan children, starving elderly, homeless veterans, drug dealers with no soul, addicts with no dignity, no self respect, no hope.  It all strikes me as terribly unfair.  Life is a vapor and death comes for all of us, but we determine how we live.  God gave us free will.  We can love or not.  We can help or not.  We can care or not.  The world we’re leaving for our young ones mirrors our choices.  God tells us He will know us by our fruit.  He watches as we turn away from opportunities to make a difference. Have you dropped anything off at your local food bank lately?  Performed any random acts of kindness?  Do you smile at the grandmother in line at the grocery or look past her?  When was the last time you told a veteran thanks?  No matter your station in life, someone less fortunate exists.  Life isn’t fair but couldn’t we level the field just a bit? Continue reading “This Is What I Know Of Life”

Aging Gracefully

Where’s the moron who coined this expression???  There’s no such thing. Aging gracefully is an oxymoron. Like jumbo shrimp. Like clearly confused, pretty ugly, original copy!  There’s nothing graceful about crow’s-feet, age spots, three chins or sagging skin.  Nothing, I tell you!  Our Creator allows us X amount of time on earth (I don’t have enough information to solve for X) and, should that exceed 50 years, (X is greater than or equal to 50) the curse that is aging will overtake you.  He tells us our lives are but a vapor!  James 4:14 is quite poetic in the observation ‘life is like the morning fog – it’s here a little while, then it’s gone’.

I was amazed when I found (in the course of my obsession over this topic) 10 tips for aging gracefully.  And even more amazed with the discovery that there were 7 things I MUST avoid in my quest.  Further research informs me that aging gracefully is an art!!  Well, I’ve never claimed to be DaVinci…perhaps Picasso! But in Revelation 4:11, I”m reminded ‘You are worthy, oh Lord, to receive glory and honor and power:  for You have created all things’.  God is the Artist of our creation.

For the forward thinkers among us there is a modern guide to aging gracefully and, should that prove to be a bit too advanced, please consider the simple method to obtain your goal.  The modern method might be preferable if the simple method is a product of the late 1800s.  What did anyone know about aging gracefully then?  Wood cook stoves, no A/C, no birth control, no Botox, being treated as chattel…no way!.  Not difficult to understand why women would want to vote, have some control over their lives and bodies.   I feel compelled to point out that neither method takes God’s plan into consideration.  And He has one.

Possibly in an attempt to offer a hint of continental flair,  the New York Times will even help you to age gracefully in the french way!  That’s insulting!  French women have been aging longer, perhaps?  Ergo, they know more about the art of aging?  We’re back to art.  I don’t think an excess of experience will slow the process or alter the end result.  But we overcome when we remember ‘God has given us eternal life’ (1John 5:11).  This is His will for those who follow His teachings.

I understand the dread that comes with aging.  I understand the frustration that comes with getting older.  Our bodies betray us with aches and pains, limitations we aren’t mentally ready to accept.  Fighting back with creams, lotions, injections, laser procedures and surgeries may slow the process, provide a sense of stalling what is unavoidable, but it’s an illusion.  Far better to trust in ‘God’s mysterious plan’ – Collossians 2:2.

So, after much thought, I’ve decided I’m going to age with attitude!  I had my hairdresser color my hair platinum last week…my way of living in fast forward.  I won’t wait for it to get white!  I’ll embrace each change as it comes, adding my own unique twist and creating my personal style for middle age, secure in the knowledge that God is in charge.  His will be done.

It’s a dangerous world, my friend.  God’s peace to you.

Time for Reflections

I’m not talking about looking back over your shoulder at past achievements or huge mistakes. Nope. I’m talking about your blog. That’s right…you spend a LOT of time on it and you still think it could be better, slicker, shinier – yeah, that’s it! Shinier!  Oh, and it could use more traffic, too.  Don’t we all feel that way?  That’s how our success as a blogger is measured, right?

Well, I’m new to blogging and I’ve been fretting over how to gain momentum.  BUT I met Janice Wald – her blog is Reflections.  She’s awesome.  I’m not known for flowery speech, but this woman really delivers when she tells you she’ll give you blogging tips.  I want to thank her by letting you know about her blog.  It’s a win/win.  My hope is that Janice will get more traffic and those who visit her site will pick up a few new tools.

I’ve got a lot of work to do so excuse the brief post, but I’ve accomplished my goal.  I’m feeling good about my blog (Don’t get snarky and hypercritical, this is my perception. No judging.) and I’ve been able to develop a plan of attack, much of it thanks to Reflections.

So, one more time, thanks, Janice!  Gotta go now – I’ve got work to do.