Apparently I turn 38 years old tomorrow.
I have to remind myself because all year long I thought I was 36.
Somehow I skipped a year I guess.
So, today I'm 37,
38 years God has given me upon this earth.
Such a short amount of time,
for so much life in-between.
three children that grew in love underneath my youthful heart,
all of this just beginning to make their mark on me.
Evidence of laughter, joy, and pain.
Why should I hide that?
My younger friends (and husband) gasp..
You're almost 40!
Yes, I guess I am...
and then I'll be 41,
over the hill,
here I come...
but what's so bad about being over a hill?
Sounds more like the better part of a race to me.
I have had the words to this hymn copied down in my bible from the time I was 11 years old, and they are still my prayer today.
- Take my life and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
*Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in endless praise.
- Take my hands and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love.
Take my feet and let them be
Swift and beautiful for Thee.
- Take my voice and let me sing,
Always, only for my King.
Take my lips and let them be
Filled with messages from Thee.
- Take my silver and my gold,
Not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect and use
Every pow’r as Thou shalt choose.
- Take my will and make it Thine,
It shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart, it is Thine own,
It shall be Thy royal throne.
- Take my love, my Lord, I pour
At Thy feet its treasure store.
Take myself and I will be
Ever, only, all for Thee.
- Francis R. Havergal, 1836-1879