Like a fire

37 is NOT that Old

Today I am thirty-seven. There were times that I thought I wouldn’t live to be this old. Frankly, it doesn’t feel a day older than thirty-six. In fact, since I have been eating a little (very little) better, it feels pretty good.

Update Remembrance for the past year:

Thanks to a pretty extraordinary year, I realized a lot more about who I am and what I love.

I have a great wife and a great immediate family.

The people in my life who care about me are more of my family than the rest of my genetic family.

Dr. Pepper makes me sweat, a LOT.

Surprisingly, if I could sit in a room and do one thing it would be talk to people.

I am a real person apart from my youth ministry passion.

I get angry at silly stuff that doesn’t really matter (working on this one).

I don’t get that angry about big stuff that does matter (this one too).

I used to think that knowing about God made you a pretty good person, and I looked down on people who didn’t.

I used to think God needed my protection.

When I am trying to impress people, they like me less.

I love music and don’t treat myself to it enough.

So that is my words of wisdom for myself at the ripe old age of thirty-seven. Overall, I just feel very blessed to be where I am, in a church that loves me where I am.