It depresses me to see how old I am and how little I've accomplished with my life. Like Grace said, I'm almost a quarter of a century! What do I have to show for it? Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
It's amazing how people remember my birthday when I make an effort not to bring any attention to the fact (at least, I think I do). Thanks to all those who remembered and wished me a happy birthday. The guys got me a bike. A FRIGGIN' BIKE! I feel like a 9 year old again. And not just any old bike; a VFR, baby. I hung out with them after work -- ate dinner, had cake, and played games. Double Dash is so fun. Nonstop laughter. My evil team of Waluigi and Wario kicked ass.
Tomorrow we're going to have a mini lan-party at Doosuan's house, after work. Can't wait.
I have awesome friends.
Point to Ponder: Service is not optional.
Verse to Remember: "For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do." Ephesians 2:10 (NIV)
Question to Consider: What is holding you back from accepting God's call to serve him?