Older, Wiser, and Well-Read

As an adult, I offered counsel to my aging parents.

It was sound advice.

I studied many of the topics, read countless scholarly articles, and humbly, so as not to offend them, presented my conclusions concerning their predicament.

My rather opinionated parents listened quietly to all I had on my heart and in my mind.

My gentle and kind ‘peacemaker’ mother then told me this:

“When your children and grandchildren are the ages of our children and grandchildren, come back to us then. We may then be able to take instructions from one we raised, and from one we have loved from the moment of her birth.”

I learned a lesson that day. It serves me well to this moment in my decision-making process.

Choices that I make in the present may differ significantly from the choices I will make in the future.

If I continue to choose to grow in wisdom and knowledge, and favor with God and man, I may look back and realize that I have been unwise in counseling another.

However, I will seek to find Wisdom. I choose to grow older, wiser, and to become more well-read.

I choose this path because my mother directed my thoughts and my footfalls.

I choose to follow in the wisdom of one who is a giant in a world of Lilliputians.

Author: Jana Horton

I write to soothe my soul. I empty my words onto napkins, scraps of paper, receipts... anything really. When I was very young my mom told me to stop writing on my hand. I never did. I write on it to this day. I’ve lost so many scraps of Self on soggy napkins; I’ve yet to lose my hand. The words I scribble there may wash off, but since they are inscribed in my soul, once they are released, from heart to hand, I am allowed to let them go.

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