I'm turning 30 this week, and it's got me thinking. Thoughts about life, about time, about the future, about hopes, and fears, and how people will remember me when I'm gone. Despite my lapse in updating this page for so many months (yes, I'm mama to three kiddos now, and I'll eventually write a post about all those crazy changes), I've decided to share my reflections with you.
So, in light of turning 30, here
are thirty things I've learned the past three decades, founded on my
failures, family, and faith:
Failures
The only time I have truly failed
is when I was unwilling to try again.
Never organize your closet within
an hour of your company arriving.
Clean out the fridge at least once
a month, unless you enjoy uninvited science experiments.
Missing a payment is ok if it
instills a greater understanding of responsibility.
Start a load of laundry before
you're on your last pair of underwear.
Put toilet paper on your grocery
list while you still have three rolls.
Never trust a credit card.
A messy home will not scare true
friends.
Communication- verbal and
nonverbal- is a dangerous tool. With one sigh you can either fell a
man, or make him courageous.
If you are moved to contact
someone, do it right away. It may be your last chance and, if you
miss that opportunity, your heart will carry that burden for a very
long time.
Read books that are smarter than
you are. Romance novels can encourage you to be incontent with real
love, and fantasy may cause real life to feel like a burden.
The less you speak, the more
people will listen when you have something worth saying.
Throw junk mail away as soon as it
arrives, and purge paper piles weekly. Failing to do so may result
in transporting moving boxes full of trash.
Surround yourself with people you
aspire to emulate. If you see someone living the kind of life you
want to be remembered by, then spend time with them and you will
have made a wise decision.
Braces can be cute, talents
are appreciated, dinners
aren't always
burnt; don't toss away a sincere compliment. A humble 'thank
you' is a fitting response.
'On sale' does not mean 'great
deal,' and a fantastic price on something unnecessary is still a
waste.
Glass shower doors and ovens only
clean up easily if they've been recently maintained. Making hard
things a habit will make them easier.
Family
Children are willing to forgive,
even before the apology. (“I already forgived you, mommy, because
I always love you.”)
Before you share a concern with a
loved one, make sure there are several hours before bed time.
A good night's sleep often
quenches an argument before it even starts-- almost everything seems
brighter with a new day.
Never be afraid to encourage
someone to do the right thing.
Crying over spilt milk is ok if
you pumped it yourself.
Alone time is good, as long as
you're using that time to refocus thoughts and intentions to love
others.
Raise children as you wish them to
act 10 years in the future. My 7yo son must be trained in the
respect I will demand of him as a teenager, and my 3yo daughter only
wears that which will be appropriate when she's 13.
Remembering first steps is sweet;
remember first prayers is rich.
Faith
Love is an action.
It is something I must capture each
morning, knowing that my resolve to love will be tested, tried, and
trampled upon. Love is not something that happens to me; it is a
conscious commitment to seek another's best beyond my own comfort,
even especially when it is not reciprocated.
Joy is a choice.
As a child of God, a true follower of
Jesus, I have the supernatural ability to maintain my joy, even when
my world falls apart. In light of death, poverty, sickness,
loneliness, chaos, and fear, I am able to choose joy. It is rarely
easy, but it is always possible.
My joy and peace are directly
proportionate to my closeness to Jesus.
When I am close to Jesus- daily
listening to Him speak through Scripture, and communicating my heart
to Him in prayer- I have an amazing level of peace and joy in the
midst of the most confusing times. When I am close to Jesus, I more
easily trust that His plan is the BEST plan, and therefore am able
to rest in my circumstances.
Hope only leads to
disappointment...
unless my hope is placed in a faithful
source. Everything and everyone will disappoint, because everything
and everyone changes. Except for Jesus. He is good. He is
faithful. He is love. He is worthy. And He will hold my hope, will
support my expectation, and will NEVER disappoint.
Worship isn't a choice.
Whether I'm a Buddhist, atheist, Jew,
Christian, or any other brand of religious bent, my very nature
demands that I worship something or someone. Where I spend my time,
money, and emotions will identify the object of my worship. Do I
drop all my cash on Miss Me jeans? I may be worshiping trends or my
pride. Is all my time spent burred in a historical fiction novel? I
might be worshiping a false sense of love, or a projected dream of
romance. Am I addicted to social media? I could be worshiping my
popularity. If, however, I am unable to tear my thinking away from
the grandness of God's love, or if get excited every time I think of
sharing the gospel, or I'm moved to tears when I hear someone's
testimony, then I might be worshiping the only one worthy: Jesus.