And no, that’s not 29 and holding… I’ve got a 39 year-old-husband to catch up with!! Ha! He keeps me feeling young.
But seriously. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about all I’ve seen in my life. All I’ve done. All I’ve conquered.
With the passing of Cody’s Mima recently (she was 98), I’ve made it a goal to live my life such that when I pass, someone who knew me 20 years earlier would want to come and remember me fondly.
So I’ve been thinking a lot about all the friends I’ve had. People I’ve crossed paths with. Acquaintences I’ve lost track of… And something I heard recently. At MOPS this month, one of our sponsor moms got up and talked about friendships. She talked about how a true friend will stick by you and help you, and how a best friend is someone that will draw you closer in your walk with God. That really caused me to pause.
Am I drawing my friends closer in their walk? I hope so.
Am I living a life that others would want to be a part of and remember? I hope so.
Am I setting an example for Rebecca to follow of how to be a godly mother? I hope so.
This is my prayer, as I spend my last week being 28 – that in my 29th year God will drastically use me. I have so many friends that I know on the surface. Maybe He plans to deepen some of those friendships. Or maybe He will bring someone new into my life. All I know is, I’m done letting the years pass without making more of a concerted effort to make a difference in this world.
I know I’m just one person, but I used to believe I could change the world. Somewhere along the way, I got jaded. God says that with my faith, I can move mountains. So look out, world! I’m not going to let the last year of my 20s pass me by without being the change I so desperately need to be!