I think I’ve become that older woman that’s talked about in Titus. You know the one who is supposed to help the younger women know what to do.

(3) Likewise, teach the older women to be reverent in the way they live, not to be slanderers or addicted to much wine, but to teach what is good. (4) Then they can urge the younger women to love their husbands and children, (5) to be self-controlled and pure, to be busy at home, to be kind, and to be subject to their husbands, so that no one will malign the word of God.

First, am I that old? I don’t want the job. I’m conflicted. I’m not getting it all right so how am I supposed to tell someone else what to do? What if it’s only my expectations and not something that is Biblical? I took a bad situation and turned it around in spite of someone else’s behavior, am I really supposed to call them out on it? Can’t I just live it. If I really believe that I should preach the gospel always and when necessary use words, when does it become necessary?

I was clearly the younger woman once. I’m still the younger woman in many, many ways.  There are still ladies that I look to whether they know it or not for clues in behavior. I know that there are ladies who will likewise look to me.

What do you do? Do you call someone out for every social faux pas? I’m not calling everyone out on Facebook for every bad thing they say. I’m very thankful that everyone isn’t calling me out for every naughty thing I do. That feels horrible.

I’m struggling. Social faux pas or not, I think someone has bitten off more than they can chew. They’ve painted themselves into a corner. Frankly, I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. Even more frankly, people who paint themselves in corners can tend to be like an animal backed into a corner. It’s easier to walk away… for everyone. Is that what I’m supposed to do? I just don’t know.

Sorry for the ramblings. I have a feeling it’s going to be a long day.