One of the greatest treasures I had afforded to me when I became a born-again Christian was the elder mothers of the church.  These beautiful women of God were literal “mother hens.”  They fussed over you to make sure you felt loved and welcomed.  They also helped to care for your soul and life, advising on everything from child care, a strong prayer life, respecting your husband, and yes, even your appearance.

Many balk at the idea of it today but these women with their wisdom were beautiful lights of God shining the way for the next generation.  Sadly, we don’t see very much of this “mothering” anymore.  Is it because they are absent or is it because the next generation is so rebellious, and in their own proposed “wisdom” refuse to hear and be led?  Maybe it’s a little of both.  Whatever the cause there is a definite void in the spot they used to fill.

Elderly wisdom is a treasure unlike the words we read in books.  It’s a life of experience that takes time to sit with you and care for you just to invest in your future.  Elderly wisdom has seen it all and has been through it all and can show you the paths to walk that they have already tested ahead of you.

Their words are not to be shunned or taken lightly with a roll of the eyes.  With a life well lived, they have nothing to lose by telling you the truth of how it is and how it should be.  Deaf ears be wary of missing their words for it may be the sentence where you find hope, healing, and direction to stay on the right path.

When Rehoboam, in the Bible, rejected the advice of elderly wisdom (1Kings 12:8), and rather heeded the advice of his buddies whom he grew up with, the kingdom divided and the people went astray. 

The Bible tells us, “With the ancient is wisdom; and in length of days understanding,” (Job 12:12).  They have fruit in themselves that has been tasted and tried and can pass on the good seed of it.  Therefore, they are deserving of our respect and honor (Leviticus 19:32) for their years of life and service to God’s people.

To all the elderly, those old loving mothers and wise men, who helped me to be what I am today – Thank you!  I love you and miss you dearly.  Your years were, and still are, a treasure to be held by all.