On Wednesday, I turn 30. And I’m determined to make this a joyous occasion.
Over the weekend, I celebrated my grandfather’s 80th birthday with him (we’re 50 years and a week apart), and dozens of his friends and loved ones gathered to celebrate his eight decades on the earth. When you reach 80, you are thankful for all those years. But when most women I know reach 30, all they do is complain.
So, I’m going to look ahead towards the day when I get to celebrate my 80th birthday (God willing), and look at this 30th as one small stepping stone onto something greater.
Here are a few of my re-framing thoughts to help me gain perspective on Wednesday (and always):
They’re not wrinkles…they’re wisdom lines
Grey hairs aren’t unsightly…they’re a crown of glory (Proverbs 16:31)
Glasses don’t make me look nerdy…they’re a new way to accessorize
I’m not a year closer to dying…I’m a year closer to living, with Jesus, forever.
Physically, I may be weaker…but spiritually, I’m much more sanctified (Romans 6:22).
Anybody else have any re-framing thoughts on growing old?