Half Way to Fifty

I'm 45 today. It's hard to believe that 45 years have gone by. They went so quickly. It's unlikely that I have 45 more waiting in the future. I'm trying to make the best out of what I have left--trying to salvage all the carelessness with which I pissed away the last 45 years. I don't expect to accomplish great things by the standards of the world, but I do so desperately want to hear God proclaim: "Well done thou good & faithful servant" when I inevitably come face to face with Him. He is my all & everything, and I want Him to shine through me. I want His presence to go before me. I want to do better at surrendering to His plan. I want Him to bless me and keep me; I want His face to shine on me and be gracious unto me; I want Him to lift up His countenance upon me and give me peace...