I’m writing this letter as a much older version of who you are today.
I have to use my imagination a bit and ask for wisdom because, let’s face it, you’re a bit of a mess sometimes. I had to weed through all your quirkiness to imagine you a good 20 years from now.
Here’s to hoping I’m spot on.
Heck, I’ll consider it good if I’m even half right with this future version of Brittny. Ha!
Joking aside, do you remember the sermon you listened to last week?
It was about time and just how fleeting it is.
I can attest, as I’m in my 50s now, just how quickly it passes.
Birthdays, Christmases, life and death. The days, weeks, and months melded together and before I knew it, I woke up and was 52 years old.
My face is wrinkled and my hands are spotted from the sun. I even bought a pair of old lady pants last week. Lord help us!
I tell you all this because, I’m 52, Brittny.
I look at you today and sure wish you would ease up on yourself.
You stress far too much about things that don’t matter.
You know better, but you do it anyway.
You’re anxious over the silliest things and let them squish you into a big stress ball.
I wish you wouldn’t.
You work too hard at things that will not matter, and not enough at the things that will matter.
Yes, work is important, but as I’m 52 and seen a few things that you haven’t, I assure you that agreement you’re working can wait until tomorrow.
Take a vacation day.
Put down your phone.
Love your husband.
Be less of a Martha and more of a Mary.
They’re both important in their own right, I know, but you worry far more over things of such little value in the grand scheme of life.
Sit at Jesus’s feet.
Let a little dust collect on the baseboards every now and then if it means more time serving Jesus and your family.
Those are things that count.
Sleep more and worry less.
You’re not too busy for friends like you think you are.
They’re worth it. Invest time in them, you won’t regret it.
Keep praying that God will give you the desires of your heart.
I know you’re at a desk job pushing paper thinking it will never amount to anything, but keep praying and keep trusting.
The days go so fast, Brittny. So very very fast.
Stop putting your head down and powering through just to make it to the end of the work day.
Look up, look around, enjoy the day I’ve given you. It’s the only day you get.
July 31, 2015 is the only July 31, 2015 you’ll ever ever have.
Remember that and live like it.
Put God first and don’t worry about the rest. People will say you’re extreme. Love them and take it as a compliment.
Don’t be afraid to sing loudly, eat cake without feeling guilty, and tell Will daily how much you care- even when he gets annoyed by your gushiness.
Give more money to the causes you want, and don’t be afraid to say yes or no to opportunities.
(You’ll know when to say yes, and when to say no, trust me- and trust God foremost)
I don’t want you to have any more regrets about things you wish you could do or things you should have done.
Know God and surrender to Him daily.
Love others without fear or expecting anything in return.
Lighten up, Brittny!
That’s the biggest advice I want to give you today. Lighten up.
Your life is but a breath.
Remember how short it is, and go easy on yourself.
It’s such a gift and goes so quickly.
I sure hope this letter touches your heart today. Please take it seriously and read these words from time to time.
Trust me, the older version of yourself knows you’ll need the reminder.
There’s so much more advice I could offer (like stop wearing that ugly green shirt you like so much!), but I think this is more than enough.
Chin up, sweet girl. You turn out just fine.
A much older, more lightened up, version of yourself 💗
I’d love to hear what advice your older self would give our current self in the Share the Love comment section below. I’m sure I could use that advice too