Wow!  I can't believe that's it's my birthday already.  The entire youth group sang to me last night and of course lots of church friends made a point of calling me "old lady".  I guess because I'm finally 30 and most of them have known me since I was 19 and getting married.  Most women can't seem to stand big birthdays, but this one feels good to me.  I guess "twenty-something" always sounds so young when you've got three kids and the oldest is 9.

Plus... I think we earn our birthdays.  I can't imagine ever lying about my age.  First of all, you just eventually end up looking like a really OLD 29 (or whatever age you're pretending to be), second, no one ever really believes you, and third, I think lying about your age is like discounting everything that God has done in your life that year.  I am thankful for all the years He has given me and what He has accomplished in me -- why would I want to take that away??

Just some reflective birthday thoughts... :)