Happy Birthday To Me

Today I am 29 years old.

I know the looks I would get from my older comrades in life if I were to say I feel old, but..

I feel old.

I guess I have always been "the baby". And the baby is 29. So it's weird. I am standing on the edge looking down on 30 with fear and trepidation. What will it look like? At 30, I will no longer have the excuse that the 20s are for finding myself, for discovering who I am.

At 30, I will have to be found.

Today I spent my Birthday in Theology class at Gordon. In class, I was reminded that I am not the center of the universe, where I routinely like to place myself, even when it's not my birthday.

And I am reminded that I don't have to find myself.
God found me.

As I was worshipping in chapel this morning. we were singing the words, "I exalt thee, I exalt thee, I exalt thee, Oh Lord." Our God is a God that demands exaltation. He deserves our humble worship at His awesomeness.

But you want to know what precious words I heard whispered in my spirit from the Living God, today as I was singing those words?

I heard, "Happy Birthday, Precious Daughter. Your life is so precious to me. You are precious to me!" God spoke to my spirit these loving words and wrapped His presence around me in that moment.

I was overwhelmed that such a mighty God, the King of the Universe, in the middle of the exaltations of a room of seminary students, would bend down from His throne to whisper His love into my heart. Only the God we serve could be so worthy of honor, yet so unabashedly tender to His people.

I am humbled and thankful that God gave me life, and He is in whom I live, and move, and have my being.

To God be the glory. Amen.