It happened. March 12 came and I turned 30. And honestly it didn’t hurt that much either. The day dawned with far more hope than I could have ever anticipated. It was almost as if 29 left and took the disappointment with it. 30 brought a new decade, one in which I could potentially meet my husband and start a family, or just travel a lot, maybe pay off those darned student loans, I could write that children’s book, make a new friend, see a new country, definitely pick up my camera a lot more, I could actually get beganwithabow.com up and running and post designs on etsy, return to Europe, visit Sara and Emily and Susan and my Hawaii fam, maybe be in a couple weddings and witness a few births, start saving for the adoption that I pray will be part of my future, drink a TON of coffee and eat some dark chocolate peanut butter cups too. Instantly it all seems far POSSIBLE and I don’t feel like I’m racing against some proverbial clock.
For my birthday, my friend Emily gave me a necklace that says Happy30 and it is the inspiration for my hashtag for the year: #happy30life. I’m claiming this year as one of joy and celebration. I’m taking back my heart. I’m choosing to re-steady my feet and lean into all the Lord has for me. I can chase after the riches of this world or I can rest in the FULLNESS of His best for my life whatever that looks like - even if it isn’t conventional and doesn’t seem the same as the lives of those around me. I am celebrating the life I have. Today. This moment and all the possibilities this year holds.
I am 30...HERE IT GOES!
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