This morning I woke up on top of the hill or so I’ve been told, like I’ve peaked somehow and it’s all downhill and easy from here. Sure, it’s been a good run but I’ll be honest it felt a little like a warmup. I really haven’t gotten any good at any of this until now. I’d hate to think that this was as good as it gets with all of the tripping on my own feet that I did along the way. Of course I’ve had blessings far beyond what I’ve deserved. I’ve lived life wide open at times and I got pretty banged up, but I sure enjoyed the race thus far.
I wouldn’t erase any of the injuries because they were hard earned on the field, not merely accidents as a spectator. I wear most of them with pride, though not all of them. Some I value only for the lessons that were learned from the pain. And no, my dear son Jackson, it’s a lie, chics don’t dig scars. You’ll get your share of your own, but try your best as a man not to cause any. That tissue is hard to dissolve. As countless romantic novels have read, I’ve loved and I’ve lost. But unlike those tragic tales I refused to let loss discard of love. The two, as it turns out, can coexist and the wisdom gained from each can make the other much better the next go round.
For several years I’ve had the honor of watching life grow through the eyes of a Father, and that’s one honor I intend to continue until my days are done. In regards to friendship, my cup runneth over. I’m not really sure sometimes why they keep me around. There’s more of them than I deserve and they’ve blessed my life in immeasurable ways. I’m forever indebted to each of them and I’ll enjoy spending the next 40 years trying to repay that debt.
If I’m given 40 more, of course, I hope to live a better life, to give until it hurts, and to carry myself in a manner my family is proud of. I pray I’ll grow a greater capacity for love so that I can do a better job at my small part here on earth. I intend to faithfully serve my God, my family, and my community to the best of my ability. Am I capable of such things? I’m not sure, none of us are ever sure of what our capabilities are until we are called upon. But try I shall.
I often hear people say that they wish they knew what tomorrow held. They desire a crystal ball to see what pains and pleasures await them in the years to come. I guess I could ask God what the next 40 years would hold for me, but that wouldn’t really be having faith would it? And plus, wouldn’t that spoil it? The not knowing and the anticipation of what’s to come is half the fun. It reminds me why I love this scripture, because only He knows. “For I know the plans I have for you, say the Lord. They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11
So no, I won’t ask God what He’s planned for me if I get another 40 years. I will however request just one thing of Him today on my 40th birthday. I hope and I pray that every morning until my days are done, that I wake up with the same love for life that I had this morning, and the excitement of one more chance to step off into possibility.
If you can achieve your dreams with your current gifts…DREAM BIGGER!