A few days back I had my fortieth birthday. I am a few days into my new decade, and I have to say so far it is not so much different than the last decade.
Aging has never been a fear of mine. Instead of worrying about the decay of my virility I worry more about missing opportunities to accomplish something grand and meaningful with my life. Personally I do not measure success using a bottom line, the amount of goods acquired or consumed, or the number of people following me. I do not have a problem with those as measures of success, because frankly I need people who are successful in those areas to help me be successful. I try to measure success in my life by the people I encounter. If both of us can walk away from that meeting different, better, and just a bit closer to Jesus, then I count that as successful.
Am I there? Nope. Still working on it. Which is why I do worry about it from time to time. There is a passage in the Bible that comes to mind, and after a quick search on Bible Gateway, I can actually quote it:
And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart. Galatians 6:9
That is me today. Trying to not grow weary while doing good. That is where I find myself at forty.