The Time of a Woman

For the last 45 years, I have witnessed the beauty of time as it works its magic on the life of a woman committed to God. With each passing hour, the hands of a woman’s life-clock become the chisel strokes of the Master Sculptor. These strokes reveal the hidden prize of a deeper beauty that lies within each woman. Fear wants to mask this unfolding beauty not realizing the work of God-art it conceals.

If you are a man, give a woman permission to live in the freedom of her maturing life. If you are a woman never allow anyone to cause you to think you are anything less than magnificent with each passing year.

We live in a delusional world. These delusions are friends to the airbrush, the dyes, and the nip and tuck. Never compromise with these delusions in your God-ordained process of maturing. “The best is yet to come” is not some cute compromising statement of resignation to settle for something less. The best is always ahead of those whose life journey is an ongoing celebration as they move through each stage of life’s maturing process.