A Significant Birthday. Ouch. I don't like them, at all. I don't think having one's Special Day so close to Remembrance Sunday helps, either. So far, I've been washing all my furniture covers to celebrate.
I'm feeling very much as I did on about my eleventh birthday, my mind suddenly full of new thoughts, perspectives and ideas, awakening to new possibilities. It's exciting but absolutely terrifying and, I am increasingly aware, likely to end in me very soon thinking myself out of a job. I'm going away, somewhere both extremely cold, windy and isolated, to think and pray and snuggle up with Fiance about it all.
Jesus began at 30, the Bible says.
1 comment:
Awesome. I hope the thinking and being away are both helpful.
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