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Walking in Your Shoes

And so sis' note read, "Jo, I got this book, one for you and one for me because she talks about menapause and hormones..."
The book, "What's Age Got to Do With it?" by Robin McGraw.
I love my little sister. She is so cute and I don't know many that surpass her servant's heart, yet I don't think she realizes that I am in denial about my age and frankly speaking, I am not ready to face the sobering facts. Why when you can pretend it all away? I mean my mind is still as sharp as a youngster and I really don't think my emotions are all that out of wack. So what if I cry at the drop of a hat, I'm an emotional girl who isn't afraid to be in touch with her feelings. Who cares if it doesn't make life easy all the time, it's still something that I would like to experience alongside others. Sorrow is as much a part of life as joy. The problem lies in what we use to define us and what views we allow to shape our perceptions.
The bible tells us to everything there is a season...a time to laugh, and a time to cry, a time to mourn and a time to dance...God has made everything beautiful in its time. Why are we always trying to hide from life?
Pretty impressive hey?
If I start to grow a mustache, ask me again. Sorry sisters, you're on your own. This gal's checking into hormone replacement therapy?
And this is what I'm talking about, you just don't know what you will do until you are in another's shoes. In my younger and more naive days I used to look down on women that went for plastic surgery or used some other unnatural means to combat the markings of age on their body. "Vanity of vanities" was my forefront thought. Now when I look in the mirror and see those crow's feet lines bearing between my brows I find myself wondering if Botox may be in my future, that is if I'm not allergic.
Sometimes we think we are better than others and find ourselves peering down our noses at them. Then, like the sun
searing down on a chunk of ice we can almost see God's penetrating Sonlight start melting away the hardness of our hearts. Yes ladies and gentlemen, as much as we like to sing that lovely song about God's grace the bible tells us it is distributed to the humble and sometimes we gotta eat some of that humble pie to get us a slice.
And dear men, just for the record, menapause does not mean men-a-pause, then go running for your lives. Do have patience and look to educate yourselves. A kind word from the heart goes a long way. That be for us women too.
All kidding aside, menapause is a sensitive matter so don't take my words as binding in regards to how to go there. There is no shame in admitting you need help and then getting yourself some. Especially pray about it as the Lord is wanting to walk this journey with you too.
May we find our lives defined in Him while understanding our fellowman.
1 Peter 5:5
All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because, "God opposes the proud
but gives grace to the humble."