Wait, what? How old am I???
Seventy. That’s right. Seventy years on this beautiful planet God created for us to enjoy. Seventy years of laughter and tears. Seventy years. Let me say that again. Seventy years. It blows my mind! I don’t feel 70, although I have no idea how 70 should feel. I don’t think I look like I’m 70. My hair isn’t grey yet—the bonus of being a blond. Sure I wear progressive bifocals and hearing aids, I get a new age spot every other week (usually on my face), my feet, hips and butt have spread, and Newton’s Law is proving itself on a lot of other body parts. But to have the privilege to wake up every morning for the past 70 years is amazing.
God continues to surprise me with his goodness and challenge me with his will for my life. Here I am, 70, and he still has plans for me! How amazing is our God that he trusts his work to an old woman!
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