I turned 28 today. I think it marks the last time I will feel like I am young. The good news is there are a lot of positives with growing up;
1. Gray hair
2. Leaving your turn signal on and no one caring
3. Naps at 10 am, going to bed at 6 pm
Granted I have a long way to go until any of those dreams of mine are indeed a reality, I am excited about my ascent to sagehood. My whole life I have looked up to men who were older than me who had lived through the beat downs that life had offered. I have always wanted a friend to garner the wisdom that elderly gentlemen seem to exude with every passing day.
Proverbs says this:
"The glory of young men is their strength, gray hair the splendor of the old."
I have got to say I am excited to lose my strength and gain some wisdom. To me it is no match, don't get me wrong I have zero desire to get fat and saggy before my time comes but I want to have the wisdom that I have envied for so long.
28 is a far cry from being a sage, but it is the year I want to reap as much wisdom as I can garner through the men God has placed in my life.
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