Tonight, I say goodbye to my fifties. This past decade has been most excellent to me, filled with feats and wonders I never could have anticipated. I became a grandma–five times!–and scaled my first mountain. I started running (in those really weird toe shoes) and travelled to Italy, Indonesia, Africa, India, Cambodia and Spain. I taught myself how to garden and then can the fruits of my labor. I had several nervous breakdowns and experienced incredible emotional and spiritual healing in their wake. This past year, the Lord healed me from a serious heart condition.
I take nothing for granted anymore. Especially the little things.
I’ve been thinking for a while about how to close out this decade. How to paint the big picture while disilling all I’ve learned and experienced into snapshots of these amazing ten years. But what happened today reminded me that the Lord cares about the most mundane details of my life. And that knowledge gives me hope for the decade to come.
A few months ago, I lost my most treasured jewelry; earrings I’ve purchased on my mission trips or have received from friends who travel. They weren’t worth much monetarily, but meant a lot to me. How do you replace the horn and bone hoops from Africa? Or the lava stone drops from Mt. Vesuvius? Or the turquoise from my Native Amerian friends? I retraced my steps to the place I’d last seen my jewelry pouch (a recent trip), but my earrings weren’t to be found. I knew it wasn’t a big deal, but I was still sad over the loss.
Today, the very last day of my fifties, I decided to hit a few garage sales. As I drove to the first sale, I told the Lord it would be awesome if I could find some earrings to replace the ones I’d lost. I especially missed the turquoise stones, since I wear that color a lot. I reminded Him my birthday was coming up and that the earrings would make a lovely gift.
But I hardly expected Him to answer such a minor request.
I breezed through a few sales without spending a dime and decided to hit one more before I leaded home. The offerings on the driveway weren’t too promising, but then I noticed dozens of earrings dangling from a rack at the back of the garage. Turquoise and coral and other beautiful stones joined with sterling silver in the simple style I adore! They were only $5 a pair and as I picked out my four favorites, I told the lady who’d made them how these earrings were a direct answer to prayer!
She was so touched by my story that she threw in another pair of earrings for me and one to give away! So I spent $20 and came home with six pairs of hand-crafted earrings that I really love. And a sweet reminder of how the Father of Creation loves me.
I am ready, 60. Bring it on!