Turning 50

It is hard to believe it, but this weekend I turn fifty. It seems odd. I may be hitting the half century mark but I still feel like I am twenty-five, at least until I try to do some of the things I did at that age. But turning fifty isn’t all bad, for instance, my father-in-law reminded me that in some cultures I am just now old enough to grow a beard. Hmm…

I’m not exactly sure what “turning fifty” means. But one thing I am sure of, fifty is not twenty-five. Fifty is more; more weight, more wrinkles, more gray hairs, hopefully a little more wisdom; it is just more. It also means more opportunity to serve the Lord and others. Just hours away from this significant milestone, I am making the choice to serve God more faithfully, follow Him more closely, and love others more deeply, to offer the best I have, turning fifty.