Okay, so that is not a completely correct title, because, first, I have many thoughts, and second, I don’t actually have one particular thought to share in this post. I really don’t know what exactly I am posting about, but I wanted to post *something* because I miss doing regular posts.
As most, if not all, of you know, I turned the whopping age of 18 last week. It still hasn’t fully sunk in. I keep wanting to say “I’m 17!” when asked or prompted to give my age.
I can already tell this new year of age is going to good in the fact that God is growing me continually. Year 17 was really hard, I went through a lot of lessons, a lot of valleys, but those valleys eventually brought mountains and I learned a ton. I am thankful for my seventeenth year, as I’m sure I will be for this eighteenth year.
And with another step in age, another step is made in my preparation of missioning. Kinda scary! But exciting, too. No, I don’t know exactly when I’ll go, but I feel very strongly that I am being prepared right now.
Yay for that! :)
18 is just an age. Just like 17 was, and 19 will be. I tend to be somewhat sentimental, but God reminds me that He doesn’t measure time how we do. I am learning that :)
Well…there are some musings on age. ^.^ I should get going for bed…I know this is short, but it IS a post, so :) G’night to all!