Reflections on 30

Yes, yes, tomorrow I turn the big 3-0. It's old, thirty is. It's give or take, 1/3 of your life. And yet, I feel so young. Like I'm still just beginning. That I have so much in front of me, so much to look forward to, so much to do... so much GOOD to do. Yet, thirty years of my life have already come and gone. What have I done? What have I accomplished? Whose life have I had an impression on? I think I'm at a bit of a crossroads. I have to decide if I'm going to continue to chase money or if I'm going to chase Jesus. I think I'm ready to make the right choice. To spend my time loving people. To be a more complete mother, wife, sister, daughter, friend. Maybe someday add teacher and mentor to those descriptions. Things are just things. It's nice to have things. But then you just want more things. And the more things you have, the more time you have to spend working to pay off those things. It's a vicious cycle. My wise paster once said, "the more you own, the more it owns you." I hope I've learned this already. It would be nice to learn this now and not in 20 years when I'm more than halfway through life and realize that the only legacy I might leave behind is how to get things. I want to have a legacy of love. Grace. Helpfulness. Charity. I want to live these things for my children. So they see first hand how to live like Jesus did. Am I setting myself up for failure? Of course. I am not perfect. But I want to be better. And that's the difference.