Thursday Th(ink)s - Oct 30, 2025

Lunch with the Girl Inside

Welcome to Thursday Th(ink)s—that weekly pause between what was and what’s next.

I like to think of Thursday as the metaphor for the final third of life. Monday and Tuesday were full of ambition and energy. Wednesday was all about juggling and surviving. But Thursday—ah, Thursday—is the settling hour. The day’s not over, but the sun’s hanging lower, the shadows are longer, and the rush has finally made room for reflection.

That’s what these Thursday Th(ink)s are for: a slow exhale, a bit of laughter, and maybe a holy nudge or two. Let’s trade the noise of doing for the quiet of thinking (and sometimes for a good glass of something chilled).

So—today’s thought:

Take yourself to lunch.

Alone. No grandkids, no spouse, no phone dinging like a needy toddler. Just you and that gal who lives inside—the one who used to laugh too loud, eat tacos without guilt, and pray like God was sitting across the table. Buy her a glass of Pinot Grigio and ask how she’s doing. She might be shy at first—it’s been a while since you two talked without multitasking—but she’s still in there, waiting for you to notice.

Or, if Pinot feels too fancy, pack a sandwich and a thermos and head up a mountain trail. Sit somewhere with air that hasn’t been through a furnace filter. Tell yourself the truth: if the beauty in you feels wilted, it’s not gone—it’s just been busy. And if it has died, well, we know a Guy who handles resurrections.

We don’t have to cross the Jordan River with an empty soul. There’s still time to refill before we get there. Time to laugh at your own memories, to order berry pie, to remember that holiness sometimes looks like eating soup alone and realizing your soul’s finally full again.

So if your inner beauty feels more like ash than glory, hand it over. Jesus knows what to do with ashes. He’s been turning them into art since forever.

Then take that resurrected you to lunch again. Look her straight in the eye and say, “Gurlfriend, you’re beautiful. You are made in His image.”

And if she raises her glass and says, “Finally,” well—cheers to that.

NOTE: if you’re a ‘guy’ same thing goes! I’m not sexist! What’s good for the gander is good for the goose.

Big Brains: “Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.” Stanislaw Jerzy Lec

Old Souls: "The great thing about getting older is that you don't lose all the other ages you've been." - Madeleine L'Engle

The Ancient of Days: 

"To grant to those who mourn in Zion— to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes,

the oil of gladness instead of mourning,

the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of righteousness,

the planting of the Lord, that he may be glorified." Isaiah 61:3

Norma Jean:

“Turns out the girl inside me wasn’t lost—she was just waiting

for lunch and a little grace.”

Thursday Chat:  This week, we’re pulling up a chair for a quiet lunch with the girl inside—the one God’s still calling beautiful. She got lost in Wednesday.