Dear Younger Me,
Don’t open that upper cabinet door in the camper!!!
Big black ants will have built a colony of thousands in it.
If you open the door, they’ll pour out onto your head like a bad horror film.
It will sound like a rain storm and give you nightmares for years.
Don’t open that cabinet door!!!
I should probably add to the letter not to let my sister tie me onto the back of the tricycle before we careen down our steep driveway.
Oh, and I’d better warn myself to watch out for the corner of the laundry chute door when playing hide-n-seek with the glow-in-the-dark ball.
If you don’t, Younger Me, Dad will sew up your eyebrow without anesthesia!
Oh, and I shouldn’t forget to mention that day I skipped class in high school. If I hadn’t been skipping, I wouldn’t have hit my best friend’s VW bug with my dad’s car.
Younger Me, Stay in school!
Maybe I should just warn myself about every awful decision I’d make in the future — especially those I don’t want to think about ever again. They created scars. Some of them deep.
But they also brought me to the end of myself and to the grace of Christ.
Some scars still hurt, though.
But they’ve helped rub off my harsher edges.
Needing grace and receiving it, softened me. I wouldn’t want to lose that.
My family wouldn’t want me to lose that. I’m hard enough to live with.
Should I Mess with the Past?
I’ve seen the movie Back to the Future enough to know it’s risky to mess with the past.
What if I changed it and never met my husband?
And then we wouldn’t have our three incredible children or wonderful daughter-in-law.
There’s no freedom from pain or regret that would be worth missing out on any of them.
Would I Even Listen?
Growing up, I didn’t have a letter from Older Me, but I did have a letter from the Ancient of Days (Daniel 7:13), and I didn’t always believe Him.
If I wouldn’t listen to the One who sees the end from the beginning (Isaiah 46:10), how likely is it I’d listen to my short-sighted self?
Nevertheless, if I could, I’d write a letter to Younger Me. It would just be shorter than I first imagined when I first imagined what I’d write to a younger me.
Dear Younger Me,
Memorize, believe, and live John 14:1.
Let not your heart be troubled.
Believe God. Believe Christ.
Then live what you say you believe.
You’ll never regret it because God will never fail you.
PS — And don’t open the cabinet door in the camper. Get your sister to do it.
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