Today I am officially entering into my mid 40’s.
Forty-four years ago I entered the world wide-eyed and ready to rock. My grandmother says I was terribly alert, surveying the room, with eyes wide open.
I like my 40’s. They’ve been my best years yet.
Just the other day, I was telling my husband just that. I said…
- Be thankful you didn’t date me in my teenage years because my hormones were all over the map.
- You wouldn’t have wanted me in my 20’s, because I was up for trying anything at least once.
- I was no good in my 30’s because I was in counseling for all I did in my 20’s.
- Be glad I’m in my 40’s because I’ve mellowed out and have a more even-keeled take on life (Well most of the time, and usually because I am tired, but I’ll take it!)
Looking back, God has been so faithful to me. He saved me from myself. I think that statement says a lot. I’m sure there are many of you that could say the same.
Maybe your life experiences have been different.
But what I am reflecting on today is where I was… and where God has brought me. I am so humbled by the vast amount of ground God has covered with me in my life. Honestly, it seems almost unfathomable.
That wide-eyed, alert newborn was quickly taught that life could be cruel. She learned that people weren’t always who they said they were. Life proved to be overwhelming at times and she found refuge in the wrong things and the wrong people.
Rather than reaching for the only One that could save her… she learned to trust solely in herself.
Several years ago He intervened. He pulled me up from the miry clay and set me in a spacious place. Not a perfect place, but out of enemy chaos.
God gave me a vision of my future in ministry. I knew where He was leading me, and my warrior spirit awoke and was ready to battle on the front lines for His Kingdom. My motto became, “Let me at ’em.“
Oh friends… my life is so rich and full!
One of my biggest hopes is that YOU can say that about your life, too. Now I am not without trials and temptations. I still have my pity parties and times I am in the fetal position. I still get ticked off at people and want to inflict pain.
But… I know WHO I am and WHOSE I am.
- My God has restored me.
- He has forgiven me through His Son’s death.
- He has revealed His calling on my life and continues to faithfully give me the words to share with you.
- God has strategically placed mentoring people in my path who have challenged me and encouraged me.
- My God has put a hunger and thirst for Him in my body, soul and mind that cannot be quenched.
- He has blessed me with a husband who completely supports my entire ministry efforts and makes “this” possible.
- I have kids that think what their mom does is cool, and they share topic ideas with me.
- God has given me a wealth of friends who desperately seek Him and make me want to be more.
To be honest with you, I think my fingers would go numb from pounding on the keyboard before I could type all He has done for me. I am so very grateful…
Forgive me for making this post all about me. For those new to my blog, I assure you I’m not this ego-centric or long-winded (most of the time, anyway).
It’s just my day.
My birthday. The day God ordained for ME to enter the human race… with detailed plans for my life that He lovingly developed – in advance – specifically for me. I love Him.
I am grateful to have the opportunity to serve you through this blog. Maybe you’ve heard me speak. Maybe I guilted you into subscribing, and so you read this out of pressure from me.
Whichever it may be, thank you.
Yes, I’ve come a long way from the wide-eyed newborn. And now that I’ve lived so much life… I can truly say that:
- when you live your life on purpose
- when you allow God to interrupt it
- when you surround yourself with quality people
- when you accept the trials and tribulations rather than run from them
Life is… so much better.