One of the joys of being older is
that many of us can identify life-long friends, people we knew in our youth and
who we still consider close friends. Whether physically together or apart,
we’ve experienced the different seasons of life together and shared our
struggles, as well as our hopes and dreams for the future.
I’m not talking about
acquaintances or cousins. Real friends. Soul mates. Kindred spirits, as Anne of
Green Gables would put it. I’m blessed with a handful of these, and most of
them are still living.
I met Darlene over 50 years ago
when we were both young wives, attending, with our husbands, the same small
congregation in Arcadia, California. Our first-born babies knew each other, as
much as babies can actually know someone other than mother. We’ve kept touch
through the years, sometime living on separate continents, sometime living in
the same town. We live in different states now, but we keep up on the phone and
even with occasional in-person visits. We still regularly pray for each other.
Last week Darlene was the featured
writer for the Fruit of the Vine devotional booklet. In the introduction
to her week of meditations, she writes, “How did the decades fly by like blurry
scenery outside a high speed train? Suddenly we rounded a corner, slowed down a
bit, and I stepped off in a different country! Whoa, I’m transported to ‘elder
land.’… This week, I’ll share personal experiences from my new platform.”
Darlene’s a thoughtful person and
a good writer, and the week’s readings were rich. She gave me permission to
share here the meditation from Friday, September 1. It’s called “Everlasting
Arms.”
When our great-grandson took
his first triumphant steps, everyone cheered, acknowledging this amazing
accomplishment! It takes a constellation of brain-to-muscle internal steps
precluding that final coordination to success. But there’s still a long
perfection process afterwards, called the toddler stage. Lots of wobbling,
insecurity, falling, grabbing ahold of something solid, trying to gain better
footing—then, confidence.
There are lots of toddler steps
throughout life’s journey. We experience them personally in new environments,
jobs, and relationships. It all takes time, and we don’t always get encouraging
cheers. We learn to walk and then to run, then finally how to slow down.
Eventually, we re-enter another period of insecurity and join the tottering stage! Post-operative hips and knees, weakening muscles, and unsure eyesight make what was once easy traveling now more precarious and mindful. We’re more apt to use the railing, walk closer to the wall, and unashamedly accept an offered arm on unstable landscape.
At any age throughout our
journey, we feel insecure when hitting rocky roads like death, disease, or
divorce. We may need help getting back up after an emotional loss or physical
fall. From toddler to tottering (and all stages between) we need
grace. Our Lord promises to walk us through the valleys, over mountains, and
through pastures—to guide us with rod and staff, and his loving arms to lean
on. Because we are the body of Christ, we need our hands to lift and help
others.
Prayer: Lord, please
help me to be sensitive to the needs of others who may need lifting up. (By
Darlene Graves with references to Proverbs 3:5-6; Psalm 91:9-12; and Psalm
121:3-4.)
I love Darlene’s description of
life’s developmental stages: “We learn to walk and then to run, then finally
how to slow down.” The journey from toddler to totterer makes me smile.
Two things we all need for facing old age are courage and humor. Thank you, Darlene,
for encouraging me and for making me laugh.
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