I’m turning sixteen soon, this should be the one of the most exciting parts of my life. I’m going to wake up Wednesday, and feel like a brand new woman, I’ll be prettier, boys will worship the ground I walk upon, and the haters will be loathing with jealousy.
Sounds amazing, right?
Well, that’s not what’s going to happen, my birthday is just another day, and I’ll just be another year older. My entire life, I’ve waited and dreamed about this day, this one silly day that will be just like the rest. Maybe I’m wrong, maybe this day will be spectacular, but the truth is, I’m not excited, in fact, it makes me sad. My childhood is slipping through my fingers, and I feel like I didn’t relish in all the moments like I should have. I’m stressing out, and worrying over a silly little day, when really, I should just remember that God’s got it all under control.

When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor shall the flame scorch you. (Isaiah 43:2 NKJV)

So, I’m going to stop worrying, and just live life like it’s the last day of my life.