Thursday, April 25, 2013

Finding the Beauty in Thirty


Last year, I struggled with turning 29.  I know that sounds silly to anyone that has already been through this stage, but 29 seemed so final.  Now, as of today, I am 30.  It was a beautiful day, filled with great events with my little ones and my little people at school. 

I now am sitting here at the end of my day, just kind of reflecting on the fact that I am now 30.  A lot can happen in 30 years. 


I have laughed with wonderful friends until tears come to my eyes and my sides hurt. 

I have shared countless hours with my sister, whom will always have my back in every situation, and though we may push each other to the limits at times, she’s my sister and no one else’s.   

I have given two wonderful parents countless grey hairs (primarily from my teenage years), even though my mother’s hair stylist helps me out by covering that up.  (hehe,  Sorry Mom!)

I have spent many days drenched in sweat, cleaning out hog barns, playing with baby kittens, picking strawberries, riding 4-wheelers, and soaking up the sun.

I have sang and played on numerous stages, throughout the state and nation, in front of thousands of people, sharing the gifts that my Lord has given me. 

I have said goodbye to family members and very close friends as they move on to live with Jesus. 

I have experienced heartbreak and have been broken, but by the grace of God, am renewed again.

I have loved, truly and deeply.  I am always amazed at how much love our hearts can truly hold.  First, with my husband and a step-daughter, then two more blessings with my little girls.  I love to love them all.

I have been loved by others.  I never wonder if I am loved, for I am shown and feel it daily.

I have been saved and freed by my Savior.  It was a long hard fight, but He did not give up on me, and look at my life!  God is good, all the time! 

Thank you, Jesus, for the most amazing 30 years I could have ever asked for.  I can't wait to see what the next 30 have in store. 

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