I turned 50. turned (v.) To cause to move around an axis or center. I’m not sure why we use the expression. I didn’t move around it; I landed right on it, the big 5 - 0. At age 24, I worked with a fellow in his early fifties. He would tell me he felt “eighteen on the inside.” I would think well, you look old on the outside. And now I have become the same young/old person. But, honestly, how many eighteen year olds ache everywhere when they get up in the morning?
The actual event - fantastic - a gathering of family and friends in a Japanese tea-house nestled in a lush garden along a bubbling creek. My kids and husband managed to keep the whole thing a secret (not an easy task). When we arrived, I argued about opening the sliding, silk partition because I thought I was disturbing a traditional Japanese tea, and this eighteen year old almost fainted when everyone shouted, surprise! We spent the afternoon eating scrumptious food, watching amazing video presentations, and playing ridiculous games. I couldn’t have asked for more. Thanks to Matt, Jesse, Jamie, Joel, and all those who helped make the day special!
What does the future hold? I have no more idea than I had at any other birthday. In fact, the older I get, the more I realize I have very little control over the direction my life will take. I’m glad the Lord knows though, and I’m glad He encourages me through His word.
Isaiah 46:4 “Even to your old age and gray hairs I am He, I am he who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you.” (NIV)
And the car? My birthday gift …
for two weeks!