We come into this world with little else than a howling and some skin and two arms and two legs that don't work well.
We're totally helpless. Have to get people to hold us up, move us from place to place, someone to get the nipple into our mouths so we can eat. They have to put us to bed, wash our bodies, change our diapers and simply make all our decisions for us. They sit close to us so we can see their mouths move and we can hear the noises coming from their mouths so we, in turn, can somehow learn to say the same things they say, in order for us to some day become communicating human beings. We have to not only grow taller but we also grow some teeth.......not to mention hair so we don't look bald going to school.
So, after we manage to do all that changing as well as learning to look after ourselves reasonably well, seems like we're on our way. Oh ya. New braces on those second set of new teeth. Hair all shiny and lovely and styled. Funky and stylish clothes to adorn our grown up bodies. Our brains have been taking in a lot of stuff by the time we've completed school and university (for those who attend).
We're ready. Off we go into the adult world.
If we've made it that far, we stay there for the rest of our lives. Experiencing all the things life brings us.....new jobs, a spouse, children, a home, vacations with in-laws, fighting with neighbors, going to church.....you know, the regular living life stuff. ;)
But then we get older. We begin to revert back to the way we came in. We lose our independence, our teeth, our hearing, our hair, our vision, our memory, our sense of worth. We lose our dignity as well. Life sometimes just goes right back to us being the helpless creatures we were at the very beginning. We need feeding, washing, changing, people holding us up and sitting beside our faces so we can see their lips to know what they're saying. We have once again become dependent on others. It's just how life goes.
It is good to keep that cycle going of love and caring , to look after the ones who are older like they looked after us, to make them feel worthwhile and allow them a sense of dignity.
I'm thinking on these things, as I watch my dear Aunt these days. Strokes can revert one back to their original state much more quickly than one would like. So, I am watching and learning some things I needed to learn about caring for those I love.
I am also appreciating their wisdom....something we don't have when we first arrive here!
Proverbs 20:29 says:
"The glory of the young is their strength; the gray hair of experience is the splendor of the old."
A beautiful, wise, God-given statement!
3 comments:
Wow. I'm experiencing the exact same thoughts these days! Even today having birthday cupcakes with my grandparents.
Im' reading a Nouwen book on aging. I guess I'll lend it to you when I'm done. :)
It all gets overwhelming, doesn't it?
I totally appreciate this subject matter - how timely as I was just thinking about this yesterday. Life is not fair. Period. I get that. I get that all the trials and tribulations that life throws at us only makes us stronger. But I get so angry, sad, mad - pick any emotion, when I see others going thru major challenges. I ran into our friend Les B yesterday. I see that it is God - allowing Les and I to run into each other at moments when Les may need it, (or maybe it is me that needs it)but I find it is me "asking God for strength" - to be strong infront of Les, not to cry etc. Anyway - my heart totally bleeds for him Sharon. He has been thrown more curve balls of life than a person should be allowed to catch. He needed a shopping cart to push, to keep him limbs in control. We went to Winners, where he picked out a shirt, I waited for him to change into it, and told him how handsome he looked in it! He really did! He is coming to Carmans retirement party and really looking forward to it. I am looking forward to seeing him there - perhaps in his new shirt!! Arggghhh - the tears are comming....bigs hugs, and prayers of strength to all those that need that little extra right now in their lives....
dw
Dixie, I would love to read that book....as soon as I finish the other two I have borrowed from the Vandersluys library! Thanks.
DW - Les has a strong faith and he is quick to tell you about it if you ask him.
You are right, that it usually is "us" who are learning the lessons of life when we meet hurting people. How do "we" react. It gives us opportunities to show others love and grace...and that is how we learn.
Good thoughts dw. Thanks.
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