This week marks an anniversary of sorts for me.
Have you ever found yourself earnestly praying for something from God only to get mad when the blessing arrives because it didn’t come in the form or package you wanted?
Today is my 45th birthday. It’s funny how 45 seemed so old when I was a kid. Now, as my college roommate so aptly put it a few weeks ago, 45 is the new 35. With any journey, there are always lessons. Here are a few things I’ve learned.