Tomorrow marks the beginning of my 30th year on this earth (to avoid confusion, that means I'm turning 29). While some may bemoan the end of their twenties, counting every wrinkle, feeling "old", I just don't feel that way. Maybe it's because I've always been more of an optimist by nature (or choice), but I'm just feeling pretty darn blessed and lucky to be alive! For twenty nine years, I've seen the beauty of changing seasons. I've fallen in love, been heartbroken, said good-bye to loved ones, welcomed loved ones in. I've cried, I've laughed, struggled, and rested in sweet contentment. I've tried and failed, tried and succeeded. I've carried and felt life move within my womb, I've experienced the miracle of birthing a child. But most importantly, I've been wooed by my Creator into a personal relationship with Him through Jesus Christ, I've been saved by grace! I'm not guaranteed tomorrow, but I have the promise of eternity! So as I sit here, on the eve of my 29th birthday, I am giving much thanks! "Thank you Father for every breath you've given me! May every moment of my life be lived for You and Your glory. Shape me and mold me into all you've called me to be!"
Philipians 1:21: "For me, to live is Christ and to die is gain."