"So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom"
Psalms 90:12
This past week I celebrated my fortieth birthday with my close friends and family at a surprise party that was planned for me. I was often asked how I felt about being forty. The truth is I am not sure.
I can look back at forty years and say my teen years were wild and I was often in trouble. I married young. I had one miscarriage, one induced labor, and four C-sections. We had little or no money. My life was busy changing diapers, wiping noses, and nursing babies. I tried to help earn money by having a daycare at home so I could be here with my children. The ministry my husband and I dreamed of never happened. My husband had some problems and after twenty years of marriage, he moved out. Wow I feel old. I feel like my life has been wasted. I wonder what I have accomplished after forty years.
I can also look back at forty years and remember a different life. I remember being raised by wonderful parents who loved me very much. I remember God drawing me to Himself and accepting Jesus as my Saviour when I was eighteen years old. I remember meeting and marrying a wonderful man who loved me. I remember the birth of each of our children. Loving them, praying for them, teaching them. I remember watching each of them bowing their heads and asking Jesus to save them. I remember God allowing me to stay at home and care for my children. I remember the children in my Sunday school classes. The Bus Children I would help pick up for church. I remember the faces of those I had the privilege to lead to the Lord. I remember dear friends. Wow I feel blessed. I feel rich. I feel like God has used me over the years. I am looking forward to being used by God in the years to come.
So what does it feel like to be forty. I feel sad when I think of the years I wasted living for self. I rejoice in the years spent living for Him. I feel sorry for the opportunities I missed to be a blessing in the past. I look forward to the opportunities I will have to share the gospel with others. I regret the mistakes I have made. I rejoice that they are all covered by the Blood. I ache for the things I have lost. I praise God I will never lose that which He holds in His hand. I long for the days that have past. I look forward to what is yet to come.
So I feel good to be forty. I feel blessed, loved and cared for. I know God is making me into who He wants me to be. I know I never am alone. I know one day, I will reap, if I faint not.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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