Yesterday, I turned 30 years old. Before my birthday, multiple people asked me how I felt about turning 30. If I was afraid to turn 30. If I felt old or not. Honestly, I feel like I’m where I’m supposed to be. I got a beautiful wife. Two amazing kids. And I’m thankful for the family and the friends that I have.
Every time one of our staff has a birthday, we go out to lunch and ask what our goals are for this new year. I’ve been dwelling on this for a few months so I guess it can be considered a goal for this year. I just want to be faithful. A faithful follower of Christ. A faithful husband. A faithful father. A faithful son. A faithful brother. A faithful friend.
There are examples of men in scripture that are described as just faithful, God-fearing, and a lover of God and people. And sometimes, that’s the only way the Bible describes them. And you know what, I think that’s great. What a way to be remembered.
Here are a couple of examples of this:
Now when the wall had been built and I had set up the doors, and the gatekeepers, the singers, and the Levites had been appointed, I gave my brother Hanani and Hananiah the governor of the castle charge over Jerusalem, for he was a more faithful and God-fearing man than many.
At Caesarea there was a man named Cornelius, a centurion of what was known as the Italian Cohort, a devout man who feared God with all his household, gave alms generously to the people, and prayed continually to God.