The Joy of the Lord is My Strength

Discussions on grieving infant death & stillbirth; only the strength of the Lord makes it possible to tell the tale...

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

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...