Today was my birthday.
It was probably one of the best birthdays I have had in a very long time, maybe ever. Which is awesome considering it was my 40th.
By total coincidence some of my girl friends were planning a spa day, and the date we chose happened to be my birthday. We all met up at the spa. My friend Ester walked in with a balloon, that I was then instructed to carry with me throughout the entire day. Fortunately, most of the ladies didn’t realize it was my 40th … otherwise, I suspect things would have been a bit more out of hand.
After our spa services and lounging in the most amazing mineral pools, we had lunch. Surprise two was a birthday cake.
Summer birthdays are hard to celebrate, everyone is coming and going. So it was just nice to to be surrounded by friends, relaxing, and having a good time. Balloon and cake, that was just bonus.
Then came the rain and we move to the lounge area, hoping it would pass. I was watching the ladies chat and become a bit reflective. So many people hype up 40, but I was sitting there… relaxed… and happy. Truly happy.
The storm wasn’t going to break up, so we decided to call it a day. Came home, napped, my husband took care of dinner. It was just the most stress free, relaxing day.
As I think back on it, I realized… I want more of this. More contentment. Less stress. More joy. Less frustration. More quality time with friends. Less spreading myself thin. More health. Less struggle.
Ultimately this led to today’s post. I’ve decided to chronicle my 40th year. I’m going to post daily, sometimes they may be quips and others a bit longer. But I want to document what 40 brings.
I thought about Moses. For the first 40 years, he had it pretty easy. In a study I found online, from Peninsula Bible Church…
“He was then the son of Pharaoh’s daughter, a totally active person in his own right. According to the Scriptures, he was educated in all the wisdom of the Egyptians and was a man of power in both words and deeds. According to “Antiquities of the Jews” by Josephus, he was also a general with a good track record, and had once saved Egypt from the Ethiopians. So he knew he was good. He had always been at the top of the heap, always been adequate for every situation and had proven his ability to command, to lead, to combat, and had already once been a deliverer.”
Do you relate? I do. I’ve been a lifelong student, always active, involved in various things. I have always been in some sort of leadership role or team, as far back as I can remember. I’ve never felt like I couldn’t do the job before me, proven myself capable and dependable.
At 40 years old, Moses received his first calling from God.
For the last few years, I have felt that the Lord was preparing me for something. Sometimes the calling seem clear, then there would be fuzzy moments where I wasn’t so certain. I must confess, I am one of those who likes to see the finish line. I don’t mind how long it takes to get there… as long as I know what it is I am running to.
I made the decision that I was going to be ok without knowing, and just walk each day in whatever path is being laid before me. I was going to be ok with not knowing His ultimate destination for my life, my calling.
That was, isn’t, easy.
In April, things began to suddenly take on some momentum. Big changes, lots of them, were happening all at ones. Faced with decisions, opportunities, etc. I sit here on my 40th and I see the call clearer than ever before.
But that doesn’t mean everything falls into place this year. Moses didn’t walk out of Egypt and encounter the burning bush the same day, week, or year. He still had another 40 years of moving into the call.
What I hope you take away from this, is that 40 doesn’t need to be something we lament. In fact, for many of us… it’s just the beginning.
And if you have already passed 40… good news, God still isn’t finished with you either. Just trust, yield, and hold on.