johnmdemarco posted on February 17, 2011 07:10
I turned 43 today, and I’m unsettled with that number. It does not have a lot of pizzazz, and it certainly does not sound very youthful. It’s just kind of…there.
So I’m taking some liberties with it. I’m adding 4 and 3 and getting 7, which is historically, biblically and artistically often viewed as the perfect number. Therefore, I am the perfect age!
But what would make this a perfect year of my life, I wonder?
There are many rather imperfect circumstances that I cannot control. I had a few of those creep up during the previous year, to be sure—some caused by unforeseen events, and a couple set into motion through my own flaws.
What I have in mind is more a sense of the gradual perfecting of the desires of my heart. I long for those desires to be irretrievably fixed on Christ, that his perfect love and grace might penetrate every aspect of who I am spiritually, emotionally, intellectually and physically. Such a hunger for divine perfection is independent of what might be happening around me, but should inform and impact how I respond to what is happening.
I just want a year of truly striving to be 7. Not to be childish, but to be childlike in my faith.
Lord have mercy!