Friday, April 3, 2009

Personality type: Windblown

The other day a friend complimented my hair and asked what was different about it. Nothing, actually. I'd just been outside in the Spring Breezes (read: semi-hurricane). J has mentioned on occasion that my hair looks good a little tousled. My mother once told me that my gardening jeans were one of my best looks. The only time I eve have color in my cheeks is when I've been running around outside with the kids (the curse of my germanic heritage...), or engaging in some other kind of frenetic activity.

I'm leading up to something here, I promise. Keep reading.

I'm going to be turning 30 this year.

Now, I've never been one to bemoan the passing of years and my own aging. But I'm finding myself a wee bit nervous about this birthday.

Well, to be perfectly honest, perhaps a wee smidge bit more that that.

Actually, if you look closely, you'll see that 2009 has fingernail marks all along it from January into April.

In my defense, though, I'm not freaking out about Aging: The Process. It's just that I always looked ahead to myself at this age and saw a different person arriving here than the person I find myself to be now. I saw a person wiser, more settled, serene, confident and motherly (and thinner). Instead I find myself still scattered, impulsive, over-busy, too passionate about little things and anything but serene** (or thin).

On the flip side, in my calmer moments, I do see that the Lord has brought about so much good in my life. I begin to see more and more clearly the firm foundation that has always been under my feet, but that I am learning more and more to trust and lean on. I am more and more able to turn towards Him in moments of need and find my answer in His Grace. The Lord is teaching me how to be a conduit for the Living Water that He provides-- A Vessel, not a Source. So that what I do I truly do in His strength, not my own.

So the long and short of it is this post is; I'm thirty now. Not the perfect thirty I imagined, but the sinner-saved-by-grace thirty God has always meant me to be.

And I'm okay with that. Apparently Windblown is a good look for me.

**PS. Would you believe I stood up that same new friend a SECOND TIME the other night? Totally misread her rescheduling email as Thurs, not Tues..... See what I mean???

5 comments:

Jenny said...

Nice post!
Now, if you turn 40 and still don't have the focus/serenity/wisdom, etc you feel you're missing in your life...then you've got issues!

Oooops! That means I only have 2 years to get it together -- argh, better get started;) Gotta get it on my To-Do list tommorrow!

Denise said...

Firstly, belated Happy Brithday, friend!!! These are good thoughts Lisi...
I think we always have ideas of what we'll be doing at such-and-such an age in our lives, and how we will "be." Yet while they are good goals at times, God often works on areas of our lives that are totally unthought of by us. He often prioritizes what we wouldn't. And we then end up arriving at *an age* being very different than we previously imagined.

So long as Christ is increasing and you are decreasing, I'd say the againg thing is going pretty well.

Herb of Grace said...

Good point about the Lord's priorities, Denise. I hadn't thought about it in quite that way before, but you're right!

Jen, I don't even want to think about 40. Let me get over being 30 first, then we can talk about 40.

Rebecca said...

I actually enjoyed turning 30; I liked the idea of starting a whole fresh decade in my life. :)

Anyway, happy birthday! <3

Jordana said...

I never had a problem with the passing of another birthday, until 30. For some reason that was a harder one to take and I'm not really looking forward to my next birthday in a few weeks.

However, so much has happened to me since I turned 30. God has done many things I would never have imagined in my 20s.