This time 50
years ago, my mom was nearing the end of 48 hours of labor. Her water broke on a Friday, and I was not
born until Sunday! When I reminded her
today of my grand entrance, she said, “It was pain, but once it was over, it
was a blessing! Love my mom. As I reflect on turning the big 5-0 tomorrow,
I thought of how blessed my life has been. Of course, having lived half a
century, I have had my share of bad days and disappointments. However, I choose to focus on the good
because it far outweighs the bad.
The number 50
symbolizes deliverance or freedom from a burden.
God commanded Israel that every 50th year should be declared
a year of Jubilee. During the Jubilee year,
all debts were settled in favor of the debtor, and inheritances were returned
to their rightful owners. With that in
mind, I am proclaiming my Jubilee year and believing God that the latter half
of my life will be even better than the first.
It may seem a
bit strange for me to share my age. I will admit that the welcome packet from
AARP was quite annoying! Many women choose to reach an age and hold steady
every year after that. You might hear, “I’m
39 and holding” or something similar! I
just made the decision to embrace where God has blessed me to be. Many don’t live to see it. I am counting the
many blessings in my life including a wonderful husband and family and so much
more. This blog would be too long to
read if I start naming it all. I’m most thankful for that moment nearly 30
years ago when I made the best decision of all to surrender my life to the
Lord.
So, as I
prepare to celebrate turning 50, I do so with a thankful heart for all that God
has done for me. I also do so with great
expectation for what God has in store.
