I have friends who are old. I mean, they're starting to talk about what they might want to do to celebrate their 60th birthday or they're getting knee surgery or they're considering demoting their summer legs to capris only because the spider veins are just getting out of control. I'm not sure what I'm doing hanging with these old gals because I'm still 19 . . . . in my head at least! And surely it's not my legs that need demoting, is it?
Today I saw 3 posts on FB that had me thinking about women and how we live and how we think about ourselves. I've been catching up with friends over the summer that I don't get to see or talk with much during the busy school year and I'm always amazed at the wonderful variety of gifts and talents and abilities they've been given and how they use them. I could write an entire post (and I will another time) about the women I spent a weekend with back in June at our now, 2nd annual camp reunion for staff from the 70's (yes, go ahead and do the math . . . ) or the women who volunteered yet another summer for Kid Fest at our church last week. These vibrant, energetic women inspire and encourage me as I consider how faithfully they've been looking for ways God can use them to make a difference in their worlds. I hope I can be like them when I grow up! : )
But this morning I saw 2 posts that were from young women. Not I'm still 19 in my head and my ponytail helps me look younger, right? women but actual, unchronologically-challenged women who get it. One I'm blessed to know personally and one I wish I did. They have committed themselves to not just making a difference right where they are but also speaking out as authors, speakers, and social media voices, encouraging the young women today to get it too.
They aren't dealing with spider veins yet - but somehow I can see that when that day comes, it won't be a deal, because it's what's going on inside that counts for them. This sports bra generation (did we even have sports bras when we were unchronologically-challenged?) is bombarded 1000 times more than we were from the ever increasing media creations and we all know it doesn't take much to make a woman of any age feel she doesn't measure up to the perfection image . . . unless we are grounded in His love and making time to remind ourselves and each other that we are daughters of the King and are precious in His eyes. All.the.time. And there's some amazing young women stepping up to serve and remind this generation what really matters. I want to be like them when I grow up too!
My daughter says when she's a grandmother she plans to wear sparkles and happy colors and be a 'cool granny' who isn't surrendering to dumpy or frumpy or whatever she thinks uncool grannys might wear. I know that comes from her heart's desire to let what's shining on the inside shine even brighter on the outside. That makes me happy to know she and the young women I saw on FB are getting it. And it makes me so happy that I might just break out the shorts today . . . . but I'll leave the sports bras to the true 19 year olds!