50
Several weeks ago, I turned 50. Yeah, I know I don’t look that old. I get that all the time. What’s my secret? I have no idea. I don’t drink pop (soda) and I rarely drink alcohol. I eat salad for lunch 3-4 times a week and keep desserts to a minimum (what a boring existence, huh?). I try to walk often and sometimes, I think about running. I still skateboard and will jump with the kids on the trampoline if I have the energy. I’m missing a heart valve, I have spots in my brain and I survived a blood infection this past April. I’v been orphaned from my biological family for nearly 9 years. Like many people, I’ve survived a lot. Yet God has kept me here for a reason. There are days when I wake up in a dark place. Yet, somehow God leads me through the storm. I look at my wife and kids and am reminded that I am here for them. I have to keep going, even when I feel weak and want to give up. I look at the world and I’m overwhelmed with the evil and the sadness. And then, I’m reminded that this...