Am I Getting Older or Wiser?I’m getting ready to turn 70. Lately I’ve noticed little things that reveal I’m getting older. Some of them include:
And so—it begins. I am thrilled to discover that the Bible shares a positive side to aging, “Wisdom is found with the elderly, and understanding comes with long life” Job 12:12 CSB My bones and hair may be thinning, but I am not defeated. There is a positive side to getting older. I can become smarter than ever before if I’m teachable. And desire it. This is fabulous news. Here are a few ways I believe have helped me evaluate whether I’m getting wiser or merely older. Wise People Are Teachable As I age, I no longer need to impress others with what I know. I used to fear being viewed as unintelligent, and I became a “know-it-all”. Now I’m like a sponge, eager to learn from others. It’s Ok if I don’t know what they know. I’m eager to learn. And if someone has an opposing view to mine, I want to learn why they believe what they believe. Friends are more valuable than money My girlfriends are more precious than gold. I learned to surround myself with women who encourage and lovingly confront me. The bible describes it as “iron sharpening iron,” and that’s why they are a treasure. In the past, I made some poor choices about who to let into my circle. I trusted women I shouldn’t have. They didn’t have my back. Some were even jealous. Now I’m more discerning. Trials and temptations are viewed as an opportunity for growth. This sounds weird—but stay with me. It doesn’t mean I’m skipping through a storm, shouting “Praise the Lord” and pretending the pain doesn’t exist. It means I’ve learned that God can be trusted in the middle of a crisis. I can learn things in a storm that I can’t in any other setting. And I’ve tested Him. God can bring good out of bad—if I let Him. And the results may make me stronger than before. I hate the storm, but I love the results. The storm humbles me and makes me more useful for others who are hurting. I don’t give cliché answers anymore. I sit with the weeping and can say, “Learn from me.” There is an increased awareness of areas of weakness Maturing doesn’t mean I don’t make stupid decisions, poor choices, or sin. It does mean that my radar is sharper. My alertness to evil is urgent. My knowledge of God’s Word is greater, and my desire to obey God is intense. When I’m growing, I’m quick to admit when I’m wrong and confess. And I ask God to help me avoid this situation in the future. It might require making sacrifices if that’s necessary. The passion to avoid becoming ensnared is fierce. I’ve learned to set healthy boundaries This was a challenge. I didn’t realize I was an enabler. I thought I was being nice. I was wrong. I let people treat me poorly because I didn’t know how to say no in a healthy way. And to make it worse, I thought I was being a good person. Loving someone doesn’t mean tolerating toxic behavior. Ignoring or dismissing hurtful behavior, whether that’s from family, friends, or the church, creates more pain. Compassionately addressing the situation is true love. I’m not embarrassed or arrogant about being different. It’s not popular to be a senior citizen, a conservative, or a Christian. I’m all those things. I used to shy away from sharing who I am. No more. The reverse is also true. If I discover my comments and social media posts are focused on an arrogant “us versus them” mentality cloaked in shame, that’s an indication I’ve become a condescending, “right-fighting” curmudgeon. To mature, I must admit that the old lady’s egotistical thinking has crept into my brain. It’s rooted in pride. And pride is always spelled S-I-N. I recognize God owns it ALL One day I finally realized that there isn’t a person, place, or thing in my life that couldn’t be gone in 30 seconds. I have no ability to keep or control anything. At a moment’s notice, God can choose to remove my husband, family, friends, church, home, health, car, plus anything else I think I possess. At first, I didn’t like these sobering thoughts. Then I admitted that God is in control, not me. A huge burden was lifted. He has given me the privilege to be the caretaker of the people or things to which I’m entrusted. But I don’t own them. He does. I’m conquering fear. My younger life was ruled by fear. It was my constant companion along with his twin sisters: anxiety and worry. This was embedded in childhood and only grew as life became more complicated and thornier. Becoming a Christian at 24 didn’t automatically erase my embedded fears. I knew I had to learn to trust God. And over the years, with each various trial, I opened my clenched hands more and more. One day in 2005, the doctors told me they thought I had Multiple Sclerosis. I pulled the covers over my head, curled into the fetal position, and begged God to just take me to heaven right that moment. I cried for two days, begging God to help me. And then one day, after a nap, I felt better. Lighter. And He answered my prayer. I was still concerned, but the heavy weight of dread and doom was gone. It was replaced by “I don’t know what tomorrow holds, Lord. But I trust you. I’m leaving this in your hands. I’m not in control—you are.” It turned out I don’t have MS, but I didn’t know that at the time. I had finally learned how to let go of the need to be in control. I’ve learned to dance. No, not the tango. My early years were spent in an exhausting effort of performance for everyone—including God. I kept trying to earn love, approval, significance, and acceptance. I jumped off the performance treadmill. If people don’t like that I’m a loud sanguine—oh well. If people don’t like my Yankee accent—oh well. If people think of me as a woman, I shouldn’t be in the pulpit—oh well. If people think I talk about my faith too much—oh well. If people don’t like my loud, crazy clothing and purse—oh well. I don’t let others determine my worth anymore. I finally gave in and allowed God to lavish me with the love I’ve longed for. I let Him whisper, “Laura, you are beautiful and precious to me just as you are. I delight in you. I am crazy in love with you, and there is not one thing you can do about it. I will never leave you. Never.” I can’t explain why he loves me, but I’ve learned that it’s true. Because I stopped laboring, wrestling, and attempting to achieve. I replaced it with resting securely in the arms of my Creator. Those new wrinkles don’t matter as much as they once did. However, I’m not as quick to forgive myself for my increasing pant size, but I’m working on it. Are you? Now—if I could only find where I put my cell phone? A-L-E-X-A, find my phone! Copyright © 2026 Laura Petherbridge. 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Laura Petherbridge is an author, speaker, and life coach who serves couples and single adults. She is the author of Stepfamilies of the Bible: Timeless Wisdom for Blended Families, 101 Tips for The Smart Stepmom—Expert Advice from One Stepmom to Another, and When “I Do” Becomes “I Don’t”—Practical Steps for Healing During Separation and Divorce. She is featured on FamilyLife, MomLife Today, Lifeway, Focus on the Family, and Homeward. She is a featured expert on the original DivorceCare DVD series. Her book, The Smart Stepmom, has sold more than 45,000 copies and is co-authored with Ron Deal. Her website is www.TheSmartStepmom.com
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