Golden Birthday

Let me hear of your steadfast love in the morning,

for in you I put my trust.

Teach me the way I should go,

for to you I lift up my soul. Psalm 143:8

The morning Psalm is number 143 as I celebrate the 50th anniversary of my birth this day.  What rings true for me today is that there is so much more for me to learn - and most basically is to trust in a God who is bigger (and older) than I am.  It's a hard day if I think in terms that both of my parents have passed on to eternal life, my grandmother who was fifty when I was born, would've been 100 years old this year, and now it seems I can truly count on my mortality.  

It's liberating, really.  As friends and colleagues have shared with me, by fifty, you have the wisdom not to worry much about earthly matters.  You'll be living life more fully, abundantly, realizing the blessings God has provided even when they have been cloaked in pain.  And - as one friend wrote, you'll most likely be ushering in the next generation of your family.  Good thing -- I miss my little boys.