I think I’m in my prime. I’m 30 years old.
I might be wrong… maybe it will be when I’m 40. I’ll be wiser, calmer, and 10 years deeper in my spiritual, social, and emotional journey.
I’ve got nearly unlimited energy and I’m still as idealistic as they come. I’m still pretty sure that I can save the world. You scoff.
I’m on staff at an amazing church.
I’m not waiting for anything to happen.
I’m there. I feel invincible.
But I’m still…so…desperately in need of Jesus. It would be easier if I wasn’t.