I have always wanted to share this funny and quotation on the blog and don't think I have done so yet.
It is found in Elisabeth Elliot's little book "Gateway to Joy".
It is attributed to a seventeenth-century nun.
I am thinking of aging today because it is Lynn's birthday!
She does not need to heed this advice as she is still a young punk.
But I like it and it speaks to me.
Lord, You know better than I know myself that I am getting older and will someday be old. Keep me from... the fatal habit of thinking I must say something in every subject and on every occasion. Release me from craving to straighten out everybody's affairs. Make me thoughtful but not moody, helpful but not bossy. With my vast store of wisdom it seems a pity not to use it all, but You know, Lord, that I want a few friends at the end. Keep my mind from the recital of endless details-give me wings to come to the point. Seal my lips on my aches and pains. They are increasing, and my love of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter. I dare not ask for grace enough to enjoy the tales of others' pains, but help me to endure the with patience. I dare not ask for improved memory, but for a growing humility and a lessening cocksureness when my memory seems to clash with the memories of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I will be mistaken. Keep me reasonably sweet. I do not want to be a saint-some of them are so hard to live with-but a sour old woman is one of the crowning works of the devil. Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places, and talents in unexpected people. And give me the grace to tell them so.
Man! Does that ever speak to me. Oh goodness gracious I can see my prideful self in that passage.
Now. Go and wish Lynn a super happy birthday!
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I am testing out some new actions.
I like 'em :o)
Encourage one another,