Yup...that's right, folks! Today is my birthday. The 35th one. I can hardly believe it. I still feel like the little girl who wore pigtails and bobby socks to church. But those days are looooooong gone. Truthfully, I am happier today that I thought I would be. When I was younger and pictured my future self, the 35-year-old me was always a medical doctor and married to the love of her life and raising the best children ever. None of that is true. So I thought that I would be lamenting that fact. But I'm not. I have reached a point in my life where I can say like Paul, I have learned that whatsoever state I am in, therewith to be content. (Phil. 4:11). Would I like my life to have looked a little more like how I envisioned it would when I was a child. Absolutely. But do I think that I am a failure or "less than" because it doesn't? Absolutely not. Contentment is something that a lot of Christians, including me, often struggle with. There are two possible reaso...
Thoughts about this Christian journey.