Birthdays are like any other day in my book. In fact I think it’s kind of silly that we celebrate them…seems a little self-serving or something. I mean, every single person in the world has one, so it’s not like it makes any of us unique or special.
But, my day or birth always causes me to pause and think. And every year in recent memory that has been two thoughts: 1) I can’t believe I’m only ____ years old. I feel so much older & 2) Am I really ____ years old? That’s crazy. I don’t feel that old. Yes, I realize these sound like complete opposites but that is what goes through my head.
This year it’s more of the second one. I have been on this earth for 25 years…a quarter of a century! That sounds like a lot. That’s a lot of time to leave a mark – good or bad – on this earth. This year I’m re-inspired to truly make every day, every hour count. God has numbered my days and I want to use each and every one for His glory.
“Show me, O LORD, my life’s end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life. You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Each man’s life is but a breath.” – Psalm 39:4-5