This is a post I've been thinking about a lot. I hope I can communicate what's been on my heart.
You're probably thinking - where do you install a milestone when you are building a new house or what kind of mortar would you use with milestone? Well, the milestone I am talking about is my 50th birthday. We passed it last week. I've teased Laurie that I can officially claim "mid life" now and with that comes my new red sports car. Right?
The common phrase used at this point is "over the hill". That usually is translated as "OH MY, you're really THAT old!" But it can also mean that you're over the hard part and now you can kick into coast on the downhill side. Pursue that bucket list. You've paid your dues, you've earned your money, go do what you want now. Kick back and enjoy!
But that's not how I want to face this point in my life. This life is a race (1 Cor. 9:24). I find myself looking back over the first 50 years as a race and praying "Lord, I hope what I've built and achieved so far has been pleasing to you." As I look forward I see the track lanes in front of me and a finish line still to be achieved and my prayer is "Lord, help me run the remainder of the race with more passion and with You and the Cross more in my focus than I did the former part."
Before you write me off as self righteous please know that I do intend to enjoy these later years and some of the things we couldn't when we were younger. We waited 25 years to take our long planned trip to England and now we've been twice (what a blessing from God). And Laurie just got me a sweet acoustic guitar for my birthday (I've wanted to learn for many years). But I don't want to forget, as a beloved pastor has stated, that we signed on for a battleship, not a cruise ship.