Today in Sunday School our teacher said something that will stick with me for a long time. I feel like the last year or two have taken a toll on my body! I see more small fine wrinkles appearing. I am starting to sag in places I really shouldn't sag. I am tired and usually want to go to bed by about 10 pm. I color my hair, but when my roots show, there is a little gray! My back hurts after I run, or after I pick up Zach.
So what I am saying, is that I am not 19 anymore. I think I am finally coming to terms with that. I am not old by any means. I still have a lot of spunk and energy and am so thankful I have great health. The reason I am getting fine lines by my eyes is because I smile a lot. The reason my back hurts is because I lift my kids up and kiss and hug them. The reason I didn't go to the gym was either carpool for pre-school or I am sitting with the cute first graders helping them with their "word walls." The reason you can see my roots is because I am going to get my hair done next week or maybe the next. I try to be a good wife and mother a good neighbor and friend. I try to serve and pray for others. I mow my lawn. I mop my floor. I try to work hard.
My Sunday School teacher talked about getting our priorities straight. I have thought a lot about this today. When my time comes and I meet God. I want to have wrinkles from laughing and smiling with my kids and friends. I want to hurt and ache all over from hard work and from serving others. I don't want to be so caught up in looking good that I missed living. I will embrace my wrinkles and rolls. I will embrace my gray hairs and aching body, and I hope that I can say that I fought the good fight and that I have returned with faith!