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Thursday, June 10, 2004

another year behind me...

I turned 28 this week. Let me just tell you that I hate birthdays. I know that no one likes getting older, but it's more than that. I hate a day devoted to celebrating the fact that I am getting older. I don't even want to get out of bed on that annual event.

And it's not that 28 is so old, it just reminds me that I am 10 years older than half of the people I spend time with, and 10 years younger than the other half.

I also take inventory on that dreaded day. How close am I to achieving the goals I have set? Am I really happy with who I have become? Do I enjoy my life? Do I make an impact on other people? Am I really serving Christ? Am I really promoting a type of Christianity that is attractive to others?

This is not a fun day for me.

Then to make things better, I have been sick all day today. It started about 4:30 this morning when I started having stomach cramps...which end with me vomiting in my bathtub. (not fun)

I have been on the couch most of the day and night. I have an incredible headache. And I feel like poop.

Listen to me complain.

I really have nothing to complain about. The wife of a friend of mine gave birth to a son this week. Unfortunately the son is ill and they don't know what is wrong. The doctors keep running tests, but no answers. And I sit here complaining about hating birthdays and being sick. What a jerk I am.

Instead, I should be thankful for the many blessings that God has given to me. Please pray for Doug & Shannan and their son Keegan.
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