Ridgell's Originals

Yep I did. I am another year older -- 58 to be exact. I know I don't look it. I look more like 68, but that's another story. I have noticed that as I get older everyone asks for my take on birthdays. So here are my reflections on birthdays.

I am thankful God gave me another year. I am not guaranteed long life. And it's really OK if I die tomorrow. Of course I enjoy life with Marsha. And I love being Pops to my grandkids, but God is in charge of my life... not me. So I try to live as if each year is my last.

So I want to be productive with the time I have left. Odds are that most of my days are behind me. So I really want to be about kingdom business.

I don't feel old. I don't "think" old. I just do not focus on what the calendar says about me. Never have. And I doubt I ever will. Too much life to be lived to worry about getting old.

Watching your adult children lead productive, faithful lives is incredibly rewarding.

My grandkids really are a blessing.

The older I get, the more I realize that there are very few things that really matter in this life. Jesus and family. Relationships. Helping others know Jesus. Helping struggling Christians come home.

I don't spend much time on the past. I could wallow in regrets and guilt if I wanted to ... believe me, there is plenty there. But that would fly in the face of why Jesus came to earth to find me. So... I just don't do that. So I am still living in the moment with an eye on the future.

Best thing about my life right now: I like it. I'm content. Thanks God.