“You can fail at what you don’t love.”
This year I turned 50. It’s the first birthday I felt. One day 49, the next 50. Somewhere between something changed inside me.
Maybe it was always there and just needed a reason to be felt.
There were other milestone moments over the last few years: My oldest son’s 18th birthday, the day I realized I outlived my mother who died at 48, my 20th wedding anniversary – these were all significant.
At 50, I realize something both sad, and yet profoundly-hopeful: I stopped doing what I love seven years ago.
I love to teach. I love to share my life experience. I love to help people overcome personal and financial obstacles.
If the Lord allows me to live seven years more, I’ll spend do what I’m supposed to do: I’m supposed to live for love.
You are supposed to live for love.