Countdown to 30...

In exactly three months, I will be 30. Thirty! I can hardly believe that my 20s will be nothing but memories, and something I'll refer to one day as late and early. Both parts of the decade were challenging for sure.

So, as I look forward to my 30 birthday, I wonder what it'll be like. Will I feel different? Will I suddenly be more mature? Will I suddenly listen to some music and deem it too loud or say "that hurts my ears, can you turn it down?" to teenagers. Let's hope not.

While I can believe that 30 is going to be here soon, I can say there's no place I'd rather celebrate the milestone than right here, with good friends, in a good church, with a good, stable job. But who knows, God likes to rock my boat quite a bit these days, so we'll where I actually am on the day.

As much as I feel God calling me away, I also feel a sense of belonging in this city, and it makes me want to stay. While there has been a lot of bad that's happened, there has been a proportionate amount of good. I have to remind myself of that a lot, because it's hard not to hold onto the hurts.

So, here's to 30. It will come, it will go, and I will say "Hey, remember that big birthday? Why was I so freaked out by that?" Hopefully.