Tomorrow, Saturday, I will turn (gulp) 30 years old.
30 feels old. It has come fast. Before I know it, I will be celebrating my 60th birthday. Life is short.
Some random reflections on my 30th birthday:
1. Jesus began His ministry at 30. There must be some significance that He chose this age to go public. What incredible patience He displayed those years leading up to his public ministry. Why did He not just burst on the scene when He was 21? He was relentlessly committed to The Father's plan and The Father's time.
2. David Brainerd never saw age 30. He has had an incalculable impact on world missions and on countless Christians through the years, and he never celebrated his 30th birthday. Surely this testifies to what God can do with a heart devoted to the Kingdom.
3. All the "I'll wait till I grow up to do that" excuses are gone at age 30.
4. God has been kind and patient with me. He saved me when I was 16 and has continued His good work in me for these 14 years. I have not arrived. I have much to learn and much to repent of. The gospel grows sweeter in my affections as the years go by.
5. A dose of real life: I've got to mow the lawn on my birthday (although my wonderful wife did mow the front lawn for me!).