49 and Holding

Well, I officially have my LAST Birthday today. No way am I EVER turning 50! I mentioned a few days ago about my youngest turning 20. What I didn't mention was that on that same day I also got bifocals. So within just a couple of weeks, I've had three reminders that I am not getting any younger.

I was about to have a "sho nough" pity party, and then it hit me that my dad was about to go to Africa for his third term on the mission field when he was my age.
I find that amazing, and you folks who know his health issues can appreciate why I say that. There is no way he could have done that with his own power, so it helps my faith to know how much the Father must have helped him. I also get to thinking about Henry Farrar, and the dozens and dozens of trips he has made to Nigeria when he was WAY beyond the age of 49. He is one of my heroes, for LOTS of reasons. If you look the word "servant" up in the dictionary, it will have a picture of Henry Farrar there. And then of course I think of Mother Teresa. Goodness. The very mention of her name brings silence and awe. I agree, her picture HAS to be there with Dr. Farrar.

So, my pity party is spoiled and I look forward to trying to emulate the lives of those heroes I mentioned........because they were emulating Christ. I realize that with HIM as my source of strength and energy I can do more than I ever dreamed I was capable of. How about you? Feeling young yet? :)