Love, Balloons, and Cake

What an amazingly wonderful time this past weekend was!  I turned 60 years old and instead of lamenting my age, I was surrounded with celebration after celebration.  Oh, I move a little slower sometimes, I have my hair dyed every six weeks, and I see the wrinkles increasing, but….I still feel like I am in my 20s and live that way.  I used to hear “older” people say that and thought it was “cute”, but now I see what they mean.

I still like funk music and sometimes rock and roll.  I also like to dance and I scream at football games, thoroughly enjoy loud NASCAR races and like to stay up late and hang out with girlfriends.  When I was in my 50’s, my so-called montra was, “Because I can”.  Now, my montra is “I will because I want to.”

What I want is to be directly in the center of God’s will for my life and follow His calling every single day.  I want to help bring countless people to the healing arms of Jesus.  I want to sing praises and worship the Almighty God every chance I get.  I want to be His shadow as I follow Him and give Him all the glory.  Like my dad used to say, “Everything else pales in comparison to serving the Lord God.”  Amen, Dad!!!

The balloons are withering and the cake has been eaten, but the love shown this weekend will remain for the rest of my life.  I am grateful for 60 years of a vibrant life, almost 40 years of marriage to my wonderful Ivan, over 35 years of being the mom I was meant to be and seeing our kids grow into astounding adults.  Lament being 60?  NO WAY!!!!