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Three-Zero

...so today I turned the big 3-0. I have to say this birthday did not come with the dread that many people have suggested. In fact I would venture that this birthday has been one of my most joyful. Recently I've been noticing my dear friends who are reaching their 40's. Many of them are more beautiful now than ever. Maybe it's because I'm growing a deeper appreciation for the maturity they exemplify or maybe their faces have more character now. I'm not exactly sure what it is, but I have been taking a look at women in my life that are aging "gracefully". Oh, Lord, how I pray this for myself; to grow in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and man.
As I visited with my best friend we were reflective of the past 30 years and all that we have to show for it. I have all I've ever wanted in life: an amazing, godly husband, three incredible children, friends that love and support us, a home, an amazing church with thriving ministries and peace. For the first time in a long time I am grasping what Paul was talking about when he says that he as learned to be content in all circumstances. I am 3o, and I have more wisdom now then I did at 13. (I gave my life to Christ and put Him on in Baptism on my 13th birthday!) Life has taught me many lessons and I am grateful for the experiences that taught me those lessons, grateful for the friends and their prayers that carried me through the difficult times and even more thankful for the joys that have come my way.
Thank you friends and family for shaping me, molding me, holding me accountable and allowing God to use you in such a profound way over the past 30 years. You mean more to me than you will ever know!

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Happy birthday, you wise, beautiful, blessed woman! Thirty is wonderful. Dive on in. xoxo
Amy, it was wonderful to find your blog! I love how you use words to express yourself. And I heartily agree about turning 30.

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