Well folks: I’m the big two-three.
23 years old, or 23 years young. Either way you flip the coin, my life has been an ongoing story for 23 years as of this past Friday.
I wish I could say I was more excited for this year than I am.
21-legal to drink and do whatever else.
22-you can sing Taylor Swift’s 22 song and it actually apply to you.
23-you’re a year older….WOO.
Another year older.
I recently started working at a hearing aid clinic. VERY different from my old job, but oddly similar. I’m still helping people and still getting to have contact with them…but they’re in a different age category. Instead of 2 years-21 years, I’m servicing 50-110 years. These people have lived quite the lives and in the process, most of them have become rather hard.
They’re bodies are so fragile, yet their hearts are like concrete, and with it being September, I have had thoughts of getting old running through my head.
Another year older.
In my thinking, I’ve started analyzing the elderly heart. Why does it get hard? What has it lived through? What does it feel like? In my pondering, I began applying the observations to my own life, thus the title of this blog: “twenty-three things about 23.” In this list, you’ll notice my observations of the elderly heart applied to my own and also desires of things I want in my 101 year old heart one day (yes, I saw a 101 year old patient come through the door today.)
- I want to love deeply. I want to look back on my life and say that I gave my heart away, trusting Jesus to keep it safe, and that I loved people with a depth that they could not grasp, yet they knew it changed them. I want to fall in love, I want to fight to stay in love, and most importantly, I want to celebrate love…not stay wounded by broken hearts.
- I want to love Jesus more at the end of my life than I did when I was 8 years old. I want my life to be a reflection of the grace freely given to me.
- I want to live fully abandoned to the plans and purposes of God…not hindering myself because of fear or selling myself short because the plans do not make sense…I want “yes God” stamped on my heart until my last day.
- I want to laugh frequently and deeply.
- I want to make friends and live in community.
- I want to have a legacy. One that pours into the lives of her children and others so wholeheartedly and in such a holy way that generations are changed.
- I want to keep up with technology and the latest news.
- I want to be thankful for where I’ve been and where I am going.
- I want to be able to celebrate on the mountain tops of life and in the valleys. Never becoming bitter or angry towards Jesus.
- I don’t want my life to be my own. I forever want to surrender my life to Jesus…in the morning and at night and every moment in between.
- I never want to hate the nations because of things that they’ve done or wars they’ve fought. I want to love people, and fight courageously for their salvation.
- I want to travel A LOT. I do not want to stay in one place forever, sure I want to settle down one day, but I want to explore and see and learn about other cultures.
- I never want to look down upon the generations below me. I want to honor them for the example they set for me to learn from, and teach them from the mistakes and the wins that I had in my life.
- I want to continue to desire to be hugged and touched. Bear hugs, hand holds, cheek kisses. The sweet stuff.
- I want to feed my holy imagination with dreams from heaven.
- I want to say “I’m sorry” frequently.
- I want to live in the Middle East.
- I want to risk it all…move over seas, buy my kids that Christmas present, give too much money to the homeless lady on the street…I do not want to withhold anything for selfish gain.
- I never want to stop learning.
- I want to have fun hobbies: knitting, hammocking, taking care of a pet sloth..(hey, a girl can dream)
- I hope to be a great story teller so when young 23 year olds ask me about my life I can give them incredible stories they will never forget.
- I want to stay passionate and full of zeal.
- I never want to lose my wonder. I want to stand in awe of Jesus and of life. Standing with my jaw dropped and heart open to receive new revelations and wisdom from heaven.
I want to be a woman of wonder. Captivated by Jesus. Arrested by grace.
That is what I think my 23rd year of life is for me.
A Y E A R O F W O N D E R.
Wonder at the process and the product.
Wonder in the wilderness and in the harvest.
Wonder in the messy and the put together.