I am turning 60 (SIXTY) today. I think all Baby Boomers can relate to being shocked at how quickly the years have gone by. Yesterday our “babies” were toddlers, and today they are having babies of their own. I recently joked with a friend that “it was just yesterday that I was turning forty so it will be just like tomorrow that I turn eighty.”
It’s a heartbeat. Truly! All of you 20- and 30-somethings don’t get it. But one day you will! I promise.
When I was nearing forty, I was bemoaning that milestone while visiting my mother, who had just turned seventy. She was battling cancer and said I should embrace those new decade birthdays because we’re blessed to have just one more birthday. Though she is no longer with us, I can still hear her beautiful voice tenderly speaking those words of wisdom over me.
The thing is, these are the best years of my six decades of life. Rick and I can testify that we’ve never been closer. What we thought might end our marriage almost twenty years ago, is now what we hold most dear. We fought the good fight and now have an Ephesians 3:20 “beyond all we asked or imagined” life together.
This is a season of life where joy is often mingled with sorrow. In just two years we’ve welcomed three new grandbabies—two boys and a baby girl—and we’ve said goodbye to their great-grandfathers this side of heaven.
I often write about leaving a legacy, especially a legacy of prayer that will cover future generations to come. That is still the cry of my heart on this first day of my 60th year. Will you join me in that prayer?
O God, from my youth you have taught me,
and I still proclaim your wondrous deeds.
So even to old age and gray hairs,
O God, do not forsake me,
until I proclaim your might to another generation,
your power to all those to come.
What about you? I’d love to hear how you navigate (and embrace) your turning of days.