Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Reflections on a Quarter Century

It's my birthday. I'm 25 today. It's the oldest I've ever been. ;) So here are some of the things I've been pondering this birthday season:

-I'm halfway to 50. I'm not sure why the age of 50 is such a big deal in our culture, but I'm only halfway there (and it's taken forever just to get this far!).

-I love my little family. Having a beautiful Godly wife and an uber-cool little son are the two best gifts in the world for my birthday. (Though a Samsung 50 inch HD TV would be okay too).

-The older I get, the more introverted I become. This isn't to say that I'm an introvert. I still thrive from interacting with people and having lots of relational connections. But I definitely appreciate the few days I get to myself. I actually enjoying seeing a movie in the theater alone.

-My brain capacity is nearly maxed-out. I don't know all the science behind it, but I'm sure that for every tidbit of information I read or hear, a piece of knowledge is somehow dislodged from my memory. My brain is pushing out old information in order to make room for all the new stuff. I can't remember things as well as I once did. The amount of information crammed in my noggin is probably astounding, but I'll still keep stuffing things in there. This is why I believe some elderly people are poor drivers; their brain capacity caught up to that area that involves "rules of the road."

-Maturity is relative. I'll be signing the final papers to becoming a home owner this week. I also have a two month old baby. I've been married for over three years. Yet today marks my true entrance into adulthood: I can finally rent a car without some financial penalty. I could drive a tank or helicopter in the military, but I couldn't rent a 15-passenger van for a youth group trip. I know plenty of people who think 25 is quite young, as I've been mistaken for a junior higher by numerous visiting parents in my ministry. I also know that I've entered the realm of "elder," as proven by a lack of invitation to play volleyball with some college students after 10:00 PM because I'm "old and married" now. (I don't hold it against either of you, parents or college people!). I've met a lot of high schoolers and college students who show great signs of maturity and self-awareness, and lots of "adults" who really need to grow up. Maturity, leadership, and capacity have less to do with one's birth year and more to do with one's teachability.

If you wish me a happy birthday in the comments, I promise to love you forever.


  1. Happy Birthday eh!

    from your blog-lurker

  2. Happy Birthday!!!! Now you have to love me forever.... although I was hoping that was already part of the deal when you married my sis. :)

  3. I refuse to wish you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! on your comments page because I expect you to love me forever regardless.

  4. Hope you had a wonderful birthday, Joel!