On growing older… What’s not to love?

Originally posted April 20, 2014

“Even though the fig trees are all destroyed, and there is neither blossom left nor fruit, and though the olive crops all fail, and the fields lie barren; even if the flocks die in the fields and the cattle barns are empty, yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will be happy in the God of my salvation” -Habakkuk 3:17 (NLT)


So, I say what’s not to love? I don’t even know how to start this! But, here goes nothing!

I daresay the last year was pretty intense (for want of a better word), but in the words of Maya Angelou, “I wouldn’t take nothing for my journey”. I am thankful for Life, and for growth. I am thankful for laughter, and for the tears.  I am thankful for the lows, and even more thankful for the highs.

I am awed to be loved. I am eternally grateful that Jesus thinks I am to die for, because, really, who would die for me of all people? I am thankful that God picks me up and cleans me every time I fall. I know He knows I am a drama queen and He laughs, especially on those nights when I am wailing because I am trying to figure things out instead of trusting Him and going to bed. But He still wipes tear after tear.

I have learned forgiveness, over and over again. I have learned to forgive myself, because to be honest, I will be stuck with me. I have learned to forgive others, because no one is really worth not forgiving.

I have learnt love. Love never fails. People will throw it back in your face. People will take it and not know what to do with it. But give LOVE. It’s the thread on which we dangle, and it’s the looking forward to it that keeps us going. We will get home, eventually.

I am grateful for friends and family that love me. Sometimes, you are so blessed that you take it for granted. The last one year has shown me what it means to be loved. I have been surrounded by people who have gone to great lengths to show me that I am special, and loved. Sometimes, I forget and go about like someone who is all alone in the world, but when I feel left alone, God sends me people that are a reminder that He’s got me. I am happy that so many people look out for me and pray for me. I really really do love all of you, and I’m grateful. I am grateful for new friends too.

I am thankful that I am living life on my terms (well, except that I don’t have money to buy the things that interest me). Everything I do is totally me. I love myself, with all my quirks and all the unruliness and the confusion too. I realise that I am still evolving, and I don’t know what the future holds, but from where I stand, everything is beautiful. I am thankful to not have to conform to anyone’s standards of who I should be or how to behave. I am thankful that I have stopped looking outside myself for validation.

I am thankful for life and newness. I realize that every day is a chance to start afresh and I will take each day with all its beauty. And I am thankful for LAUGHTER. I am thankful to be at peace with myself and the whole world, and happy to be growing in beauty and grace and wisdom.

So I ask again, what’s not to love?