Sometimes the emphasis on age bothers me. In life, it seems like I can never be the “right” number. Either I’m too young for this, too old for that.
Too young to ride on the big kid roller coaster, too old to get free handouts.
Come to think of it, the only time I can remember hearing the term “old enough” was in the phrase… “You’re old enough to know better!” ha. That was never a good one to hear…
I came across this question a little while ago that asks, “How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you were?”
Weird. But I LOVE that.
Honestly, sometimes I feel like I’m 80. After I had my knee replacement in 2006, I had to get physical therapy to get back on my feet again. When I would go, I was BY FAR the youngest person there. All the old ladies would ask me what had happened that I needed therapy. After telling them I had a knee replacement, they looked at me with ridiculously perplexed eyes saying,”But hunny… that’s what I just had! How old are you anyway?!?!” To that I just smiled and said, “Oh, I just look reallyy good for my age.” 😉
On the flip side, I can’t believe I’m 19. When I was younger I expected to have so much more figured out by this age… I thought it was sooo “old”. Ha! My how your perspective changes.
Frankly, I’d rather just not have an age. I’d rather not be defined by something, categorized or put in a box by some number that is supposed to determine my place in life. I’d rather just be.
What about you?
Romans 12:2 “Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is- His good, pleasing and perfect will.”