Time passes by...

I do not feel like I will ever feel the age I actually am. I always felt that once I left high school, age didn't really matter anymore. There was not the constraints of grades. Even in university, because I graduated with the double cohort, I had many people who were younger than my in my classes, fellowship, and as housemates. Age no longer mattered that much. Maturity on the other hand, that is a different story. I feel that I just hang out with others who I am able to relate do, why does age have to matter. The group of girls who I hung out with in teacher's college were mainly younger than me, and that didn't seem to matter, because they seemed A LOT more mature than some of the other characters in our class. But that is a whole other story.

As another year is upon me, I reflect upon my last year, and think about where I have come from. Last year at this time I had the comfy safety net of a whole year of teacher's college, the prospects that having a Bachelor's of Education can bring, a world of possibilities and new experiences to be had. Now, a year later, even though the safety net has been yanked from under me and I have hit the cold hard reality that there are surpluses everywhere, I am more satisfied with my life now, and more content with where I am at. These last few weeks have been so great spiritually - reading the Bible with fervour and excitement, to see what God has to reveal to me through my devotional life, hearing God's voice through prayer and meditation, eagerly anticipating fellowshipping with other brothers and sister. This is just so much better than the worldly things of a job, career, money, cars, house, husband, etc., etc. Yes, I do still yearn for those things, but God has told me to trust in him and he will provide when the time is write. Thus, I am content to spend my birthday reading his word and listening for him to speak to me.