"Older women likewise are to be… teaching what is good, so that they may encourage the young women to love their husbands, to love their children, to be sensible, pure, workers at home, kind, being subject to their own husbands, so that the word of God will not be dishonored” (Titus 2:3-5).
So there's this Bible verse which says, "For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of," (Luke 6:45), but I'd like to tweak it a tad --
"For the fingers type on social media what the heart is full of."
Cranky Granny Disease. It displays our lack of patience, is a form of pride--and it's spreading.
What is it, exactly? It's when we over 50 turn sarcastic, rolling-eye-ish and all 'duh, no really?" in our replies about what younger/other folks believe, do and say.
Cranky Grannies forward posts listing ways Today's men and women are--
and unlikely to change.
They criticize (a lot) everything from clean-lined home decor to ecological decisions to hair color, fashion and baby names (and much else under the sun).
They crave a good, have-you-heard-the-latest-foolish-news-article? story. They're blown away when young folks haven't learned what it took them whole decades to know.
Basically, they've forgotten how it felt to be young. To long to journey away from parents' predictable ruts and discover new lands and music and lifestyles.
Perhaps Cranky Grannies never considered God planned things this way so we'd not all still be living Dark Ages Style in 2018.
Hmm. Anyway, it's difficult to do sarcasm right online, you know, with just the perfect humor essence so you don't sound like you're snarling. Mike Rowe is awesome at funny online sarcasm. Most of the rest of us are not.
Sarcasm is a symptom of Cranky Granny Disease and boy, it's a simple malady to contract.
Just spend lots of willy-nilly, clueless time with Grannies who've got it and uh-oh! You'll probably catch it, too.
"A little yeast works through the whole batch of dough."
"It's the little foxes that spoil the vine."
"Evil communications corrupt good manners."
But it's the joy of the Lord which remains our strength and it's love which is the greatest thing of all and is patient with millions of young folks out there still learning--
--- still trying to find their way, just as we did a long, long time ago.
And may they have kind-hearted Joyful Grannies praying for them to find the God of love. At any age we need others' prayers, encouragement and patience.
We have that and so much more in common.
"Complain and remain. Praise and be raised." ... Joyce Meyer
May we start well on our walk with God and finish well, also. May we determine to remain joyfully upon this always-learning journey for the long haul.
Last weekend a woman's mother was downsizing, for her husband had passed away. After offering my condolences I picked up this seagull ($1) and bought him, for he looked like he belonged upon my mantle--