The other day I was packing for my birthday vacation when my husband walked into the room.  As soon as I saw him, I dissolved in a puddle of tears.  With panic on his face he said, “What’s wrong?”  Through weepy gasps my response was, “In two days I’m going to be 40.”  He hugged me, and then guess what happened?  As I was clinging to him for the support I so desperately needed, I felt his shoulders start to shake.  He was trying to hide his laughter from me!  After the brief flash of anger that shot through my body, it lightened my mood.  We laughed together.  I never thought I would be this way.  What has happened to me?  Why am I so shaken up over this number?  The fact I have ended up to be “THAT” girl, the one who cries over her youth, which seems equivalent to crying over spilled milk, has taken me completely by surprise.

The moment I just described with my husband reminds me of a scene in the movie, When Harry Met Sally.  During an emotional breakdown, Sally had a conversation with Harry that went something like this…

SALLY:  “And, I’m gonna be 40!”
HARRY:  “When?”
SALLY:  “Someday!”
HARRY:  “In eight years.”

Even eight years before her big birthday, Sally was anguishing over age 40.  I can relate, except my day is here.  It’s all good…

I’m thankful for so much.  My tears are only a side effect of the emotional inner teeny-bopper who lives inside.  God is good! When I return from my birthday trip, I promise the insane emotions of turning 40 will be behind us (I hope).  I will be tweeting from my vacation destination.  You can follow me @girlondoorstep

I’m thankful for a God Who cares about ALL things, big and small.  Let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to which also you were called in one body, and be thankful.  Colossians 3:15.

Jesus, let your peace rule in our hearts!