Today, I am thirty years old.
People seem to make a big deal out of turning thirty, as though it's an iconic age. I don't feel any different today than I did yesterday. It's really been a day like any other, except I haven't been asked to do anything in terms of chores. That's nice.
We just finished dinner a short while ago. We had the quasi-traditional meal of pizza and fried chicken from Popeyes. Nobody wants anything too fancy and no one's interested in creating an imposition on anyone else. Really, it's more the opportunity to sit down and have dinner together as family, something that seems to happen only rarely these days.
I suppose the thing that might be meaningful about turning thirty is that my parents were already married by the time they were thirty, and I haven't even dated yet. The prospect of dating is something that has been weighing on my mind. I'd like to date, but I haven't exactly been looking, in part because I'm not sure I'm ready. I pray that God will lead me to "her", whoever she is, in His time. I pray that He has led her to Himself, and that she knows and trusts in The Lord as her Savior.
Tomorrow after church, some friends are taking me to lunch at Claim Jumper. I'm looking forward to it for a couple of reasons; I don't get many opportunities to get together with my friends and I haven't been to Claim Jumper in at least a couple of years. I hope we have a good time together.
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