With age comes wisdom. So I've heard, anyway. I don't think I'm old enough to know from personal experience just yet. But I did just turn 30 yesterday. I've got a coworker who's two days older than me. He turned 30 on Sunday. When I saw him on Monday, I asked him, "So tell me, how does 30 feel???" He didn't exactly have an answer for me.
When I talked to my younger sister on the phone yesterday afternoon, she asked me, "So are you depressed?" "No...Why on earth would I be?" "Because you're thirty." Well, thank you so much for your concern, dear sister, but no; I'm 30--not dead.
However, I thought I might just go ahead and make an effort to describe--for those of you like my younger sister or my former self from two days ago--who haven't experienced it yet, what 30 feels like.
For me, thirty felt an awful lot like waking up at 5:00 in the morning, in order to spend a few minutes on the elliptical before having to go to work.
It felt like having to clean out the drain in your tub--and the tub itself--because you've got so much hair that it easily gets clogged and doesn't want to drain properly.
It felt like a busy enough day at work that you take a short lunch and still don't get everything on your desk done that you'd like to by the end of the day.
It felt like getting home from work in the evening, washing the dishes, and cleaning the kitchen.
It felt like spending a couple of hours working on homework assignments for your online grad school 5-week summer course, to be turned in. And then spending another couple of hours taking an online test for your grad school 5-week summer course
It felt like taking a few minutes from your busy schedule, before you go to bed, to read through a few chapters of the book of Job, because, although it's a book you may have read before, you've decided over the past few months that perhaps you're not as familiar with it as you should be.
None of those, in my opinion, sound particularly exciting or enjoyable.
And yet...I feel thankful.
I feel thankful to be able to spend 20-30 minutes on an elliptical in the mornings. It's a good stress reliever, and a good way to wake up my sleepy body. And mostly I also spend that time listening to a Dr. Mead lesson, which is usually funny and always convicting, in a helpful way.
I feel thankful to have to clean my tub, because I live in a place where I don't have to worry about having water, or being able to shower.
I feel thankful for a job that keeps me busy most of the time. While so many people are without jobs, I'm grateful for the opportunity to both earn a living, and to take pleasure in the work I'm given to do.
I feel thankful for having to clean the kitchen and wash the dishes, because I'm thankful, first of all, to have a place with a kitchen to come home to. A nice, air-conditioned home with a kitchen with food in the fridge and dishes in the sink, because I've spent time in there, cooking some food to take and eat with some dear friends of mine.
I feel thankful to be spending so much time on school work, because I've got the opportunity to advance my career and gain valuable knowledge that will help me in the future. I'm always thankful for the opportunity to learn.
And I feel thankful to be able to end the day with some time in God's word. Job is one of my least favorite books in all of scripture (and thus, one that I usually avoid reading). But I've come to it now in recent weeks, for some sense of comfort/understanding, as I've got a small handful of people I care about, who are all dealing with some form of suffering these days. Now, I don't know that I'll necessarily find the answers I'm looking for there. But I'm thankful that, as Job says, "To God belong wisdom and power; counsel and understanding are his," and that I can at least go to Him with my questions. Job also states that, "The fear of the Lord--that is wisdom." So I'll do my best to continue to practice that, fearing the Lord, and maybe one day, I'll be old and wise.
In the meantime, I'm just thankful I'm only 30.