A journal entry from my 22nd birthday…
Good morning, Lord. Today I’m 22. Thank you for year 21. It was beautiful. You took my 21st year, and You made it beautiful. You took me, and You made me beautiful.
When asked what I was looking forward to most in year 22, I had to think about it for a sec. I thought about all the little things I could be excited for that come with new beginnings or a new year, but my attention and my eyes quickly turned to You. Nothing is more exciting than You. You are the most exciting part about my life. You are my life, and the thing I’m most excited for in year 22 is living it with You. This year is for You. The rest of my years are for You. I’ve lived enough for me.
I can’t believe I have the honor of living the rest of my life in Your glory as Your child. I’m so young. I’m only 22. We have so many years to spend together.
You say you’re doing something new in me this year, and my spirit confirms it. You’ve given me a word to meditate on this year: worship. You plan to give this word new meaning this year. To show me what worship is to you. So, here’s to new worship in new garments of praise. New places and new things. New heights and new depths. New ways as you walk me out of old ones. New doors no one can close. You’re singing a new song over me, and I’m singing a new song back to you.
I can’t predict where I’ll be on my 23rd birthday. I’ve been living month to month these days, so the only thing I’m certain of is that I’ll be with you. Somewhere. I don’t care where. I’d rather be in a cardboard box with You than anywhere else without You.
This year, find me faithful. Find me seeking. Find me satisfied. Find me zealous. Find me in love with You. Find me in worship.
Love you,
Riley
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