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That's how many years Jesus lived on this earth.
In that amount of time he lived, loved God, loved people, healed people, baptized people, taught people about God, died on the cross for the sins of every person in the world, and was raised from the dead.

Pretty humbling to say the least!

Its strange to think that i'm now the same age He was when he died.

I am not anxious to die...but I should be more so. I mean to live my life for His glory, but I should be looking forward to eternity more.

I had an amazing quiet time this morning. I've been studying the book of James, and today I was working on figuring out the theme for the whole book. It was really a remarkable time with Jesus. Thanks Lord!

I had a nice day at my mom's house. Paetyn showered me with homemade cards, scrapbooks, and initiated the decorating of the dining room. Other than that it was a pretty regular Thursday...which was just fine. Mom made me a divine Cherry pie.

Somehow tonight didn't turn out very well. A frustrating email from a friend. Two phone messages. Kids who were slower than usual getting to bed. A blog calling to me. A husband anxious to talk and make me happy...despite all the junk.

So, February 22! :) February 22, I left the warmth of my mother's womb and started the journey of becoming who I am today. Jesus made me who I was then and he keeps on making me every day.