It is HIGH TIME that I come to accept a few of the truths of life--

The days of running 26.2 miles are long gone, my hip screamed in agony while running a block to catch The Little Runner.

The days of climbing on roofs and up trees are over--unless I desire to try out the latest walker model.

The days of wrinkle free tight skin are long gone.  Too many hours in the sun while enjoying the great outdoors has taken its toll.  Mother Nature Wins!

The days of eating what I want-when I want are over and done with since my metabolism seems to have come to a crashing halt.  Somehow I missed the STOP sign about 20 pounds ago!

Laugh if you will, but with acceptance comes peace.  I still enjoy those walks, but I often pay the price with an aching hip.  The dog may find himself in the pound when I quit chasing after the scoundrel.  If that happens, I plan to leave him there overnight to teach him a lesson.  Climbing into trees and on roofs is for cats and squirrels.  I can pretty much see most everything from the ground.
God has given me the gift of diminished eyesight so I can not see all those wrinkles and sagging skin.  And finally, for all those who have nagged me all my life that I need to put some meat on my bones, I finally took your advice.

I hope you laughed for it always helps to approach a serious subject with a little laughter.  Grief often surrounds us in this hurting world.  God gave us grief to lament what we have loved and lost.  It is never easy and though you may think their are levels and classes of grief.  Grief is grief.  As we recently talked about a stubbed toe hurts even in the face of death it hurts.

I have finally learned though grief never goes away--the pain diminishes with acceptance of the cause.  Acceptance, for me, has brought peace and the ability to move forward.  God desires us to live our lives to the fullest and being trapped in the pit of despair makes that impossible.  Not to say we will not occasionally step back into the quagmire, but with acceptance we are able to pull ourselves up and out when we stumble and fall.  Forward motion---we all need to strive for forward motion.

My flesh and my heart may fail, 
but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
Psalm 73:26



  1. I had to giggle...knowing my husbands health issue outcome--I constantly watch what I intake, I wear sunscreen and so on...I will be the 5-0 next Thursday...scary thought, truly and ask me how I'm handing it, I dare you. (more giggles)

    In all seriousness, great post, Lulu, thank you.

    1. I am away from my computer and can't check your blog. Be back tomorrow and will catch up. In the meantime I am praying! AND getting old is not for sissies!!
      Blessings !

  2. in acceptance there is peace, isn't there, Lulu ...

    and for two legs that work, lungs that breathe air, arms that can swing in rhythm to a brisk walk ... for those simple pleasures I am thankful!

    i never could run umpteen miles to begin with.


    1. The little things we took for grated in our youth, become the big things we praise God for as we age!
      Blessings, My Friend!

  3. Hi Lulu! I read somewhere that old age is no place for old people. So true! Yes, I have been letting go of a lot of things lately. The chronic back and neck pain keeps me from a lot of exercise, and I really don't like that at all. But, as you say, acceptance brings peace, and I have to keep working on that. Being gracious in the face of hurts and pains is a skill that needs a lot of grace, and I need to keep praying for it...but not on my knees. My kneeling days are over too!

    1. I kneel with the help of soft pillows, Ceil! Working on acceptance, and it is coming slow!!
      Blessings, Ceil!


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