The countdown is on!
I’m turning 50 on August 8th. Instead of moping around and shaking my fist at the calendar, I’m going to embrace it. Enjoy it.
Reason one: I don’t have to be twenty again! Oh, I know. Being twenty has its advantages. But I don’t want to go back to those days. Don’t get me wrong. I had a great decade in my twenties. I got married when I was twenty. I had my two children when I was in my twenties. We bought a house or two and moved more than once. In fact we moved quite often. Job changes were the pits. I spent most of my twenties taking care of my little ones, loving them, playing with them, singing with them, teaching them to read, telling them about Jesus. I also spent my twenties doing without the luxuries many of my friends were enjoying (new cars, new clothes, better furniture) as I stayed home for most of those years, loving those kiddos. I do not regret one bit of time I spent with my children. Today, I reap the benefits of those investment years. I adore those children who are now grown adults. They are the best of my life even today!
But I don’t want to be twenty again.
“And even when I am old and gray, O God, do not forsake me,
Until I declare Your strength to this generation,
Your power to all who are to come.
For Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the heavens,
You who have done great things;
O God, who is like You?” Ps 71:18-19