Two Final Thoughts on Turning Sixty

Yesterday I was searching through the back pages of my journal where I keep notes, random thoughts, scribbles, stuff that I want to remember, etc. Each journal is truly an account of what happens in my life for however long the journal pages last. The inside back cover records the books I've read during that time frame. Seven in the past eight months, two of which I'm still in the middle of reading, but decided to record them anyway (since I hope to finish them before I place this journal on the book shelf). Though, I only have 11 pages left, and I'm known to journal up to 6 pages in one setting. But, not every day!

So, yesterday, I came across a page where I had written two final thoughts on "turning 60" on the back pages of my journal. I realized they never made it into my previous blog post. At the time, I ran out of writing space and flipped to another random blank page.

When I was creating the blog post, I thought it ended a bit abruptly, failing to remember that there was actually more. I had expressed in my reflections that God doesn't change, but my image of him does as I experience life and continue to grow in my understanding of him. Besides, my image of him is influenced by my world, culture, and life. . . until that day when I will see him face to face in all of his glory.

So, for the record, here are the two final thoughts.

• And yet, I hope (and like to believe) that even in all of his glory, he will take me in his arms, hold me like no other, his love penetrating through me–a new body, a new heart, mind, and soul. 

• Besides the fact that I am daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandma, friend, mentor, counselor, writer, pastor, what really matters is that I am his and he is mine. I am his beloved and that is the reason, my friends, that I live.

It is in him that I live and move and am! Here's to a new decade!