"Mom, look! I got a letter from Allison!" Eyes
wide, I careened to a stop against the kitchen counter, clutching my prize. The
envelope was torn to pieces in my haste to open the treasure, but the card
within I opened with care. At fourteen, receiving a letter from my mentor and
friend gave cause for great rejoicing. I was thrilled that my summer Bible
study leader took the time to correspond with me from Moody Bible Institute
where she was preparing to go with her fiancé as missionaries to
South
America.
The cheery card made me chuckle,
but when I began to read Allison’s letter my laughter stilled as I hurried to
get my Bible. I still have all of the letters from our year of correspondence,
but even without looking I can clearly remember the words Allison wrote in
closing: "Philippians 1:9-11 is my prayer for you. May you continue to grow in
the grace and knowledge of God."
Every time I come to those verses
in Philippians I remember Allison and the huge influence her loving attention
played when I was fourteen. I recall the amazement when she told me she was
praying that Scripture passage for me. Praying for
me? She was a beautiful accomplished college student, engaged to
one of my favorite pastors and well-loved by everyone at church. Yet she took
time to write to
me, an awkward, shy
eighth-grader! I found it unbelievable that someone outside my family cared
about me enough to challenge me in living a godly life.

Allison not only prayed for me, she
also prayed
with me: consistently,
sincerely, and earnestly. During a painful month of testing she often sought me
out at church and we huddled in a quiet corner to talk and pray together. Simple
acts make big impressions—eight years have passed and Allison now lives in
Ecuador
with her husband and two sons. Yet we still keep in touch and she will always
hold a special place in my memory.
Older women likewise are to be reverent in
their behavior…teaching what is good, that they may encourage the young women
to love their husbands, to love their children, to be sensible, pure, workers
at home, kind, being subject to their own husbands, that the word of God may
not be dishonored. (Titus 2:3-5 NASB)
This passage is the central
Scriptural teaching on how older women are to instruct younger, but we younger
women need to be available and eager to learn from them. Our part is to seek
their counsel, serve and love them, work by their side, and glean all the
wisdom God has given them to share with us. They, not our peers, are the ones
who teach us to be sensible and pure workers at home to God’s glory.
The word for "pure" used in Titus
2:5 is the Greek word
hagnos which
comes from a root meaning "sacred and holy." It describes someone or something
that is free from ceremonial defilement, and is translated as "chaste, free
from sin, innocent, and pure." Sensible means "of sound mind, self-controlled"
and is also translated "prudent." Both are well learned by example—better "caught" than "taught," although instruction is essential. These are the
qualities and characteristics that the older women display and those which we
greatly need to see present in our own lives. As a young woman, I want to urge
my sisters to never underestimate the value of an older sister mentoring and
encouraging you in your Christian walk. To the older women, I hope that you are
reaching out to girls in your life. We respect you so much, and desperately
need your wisdom and influence in our lives!
Allow me to interject a disclaimer:
no older sister in Christ should take your mother’s place of authority and
confidence in your life. However, some girls do not have a mother to fill this
role, and even those of us blessed with wonderful mothers can benefit from the
input of other godly women. In the past my mother and I together sought the
counsel and wisdom of another older missionary wife who guided and encouraged
us.
In finding a mentor, I never set
out with so firm a purpose in mind. It was God’s goodness to bring the right
ladies to me at the right time, and by His grace I have always had at least one
older sister to turn to with my struggles and grief. Some relationships were
long-distance, others through my local church. Some were informal, only talking
when a particular question or struggle emerged, while other years I met
regularly with an older sister. No matter the situation, the same truth
remains: we cannot find all of our fellowship and support as a believer in one
person, or in books, or in any one location. We need the input of many members
of the Body of Christ.

On the Beach at Skagan by Michael Ancher