Wow 33. I was so busy yesterday finishing up a class that I did not get a chance to reflect on the passing of another year of life. I finally took a moment around 1 a.m. this morning(when my fate was sealed and I could no longer turn in any homework for my class).
My mom likes to point out that my Dad had all three of his kids by the time he turned 33. This boggles my mind. It also means that we were living in Surinam at the time and I can recall my Dad being a person who had already done so much in his life. At that point he had already been a missionary to two countries and had learned 2 lauguages other then his mother tongue. And here I feel like I'm just now getting my life back on track.
My mom likes to point out that my Dad had all three of his kids by the time he turned 33. This boggles my mind. It also means that we were living in Surinam at the time and I can recall my Dad being a person who had already done so much in his life. At that point he had already been a missionary to two countries and had learned 2 lauguages other then his mother tongue. And here I feel like I'm just now getting my life back on track.
Jesus’ ministry was over at the age of 33 when he was crucified on the cross. The entire Christian faith is based on a 3 year period in his life on earth. This makes it unique amongst the different spiritual walks out there. What he taught and how he lived during that brief period made a undeniable dent in human history.
My Dad is now approaching his mid 60s. I would hazard a guess that even he could not have predicted where his life would take him. To reflect on his life would certainly take time and many lessons could be gained by his walk and example. It was certainly not the proverbial “bed of roses” but a study in the need for constant growth and shaping. And he still embraces the day and attacks it. I have learned a lot from that attitude.
A life that was not even half over at 33 and a life that was over by that same age. Somewhat of a distinct contrast. However, much can be gained from the comparison. Time really isn't an issue in this realm. All that matters seems to depend on how you use it.
I walk my own path. Even though I sometimes look back and wish that I had made wiser decisions with the choices that were presented to me, those very decisions have shaped me and taught me lessons few others will have the opportunity to learn. I believe lessons are taught for a reason. You need these skills for heavier tasks that lay down the road.
Despite the upheavals that happened in the past year of my life, I press on. This time I hope with greater clarity and a spirit to embrace come what may.
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