So. Now I'm 30. Into my third decade of life. I'm now a Thirty-Something. Sounds like a TV show. But, I'm being teased. I'm now made fun of. People eyes are now raised...towards my scalp. They're looking for me to slow down. What's with 30? As far as I'm concerned I'm barely starting. I want to take a quick look at the significance of the number 3. (Queue Count von Count from Sesame Street. "Three. Ah ah ah.")
Now, at 3,000 miles, our vehicles are recommended to just have an oil change and change the wipers. Then at 30,000 there's a more thorough inspection. Belts, certain fluids, tires and wheels, filters, transmission, brakes, chassis and so many other issues are suggested to be maintained. But obviously, vehicles still have so much life if taken care of. Now here's something to think about as Christians. Jesus, we all know wasn't a vehicle. But as most bible scholars believe, was at or around 30 at the time of his baptism. Which we all know was just the beginning of his miraculous life. Joseph was 30 when he stood before Pharoah in Egypt. (Gen. 41:46) King David was 30 when he began his reign. (2 Sam. 5:4) Not bad company
Seems like 30 is more of a maintenance and drive off into destiny point. A point to check my spiritual vehicle and make sure its good for the long haul. I am Gods vehicle in a sense anyways. He does use me to go about, spreading His gospel. And my heart (engine) should be in tip top shape to get around in the hottest trials, and through cold lonely times. I've got to be functioning on all cylinders.
So, its been an up and down first 30 years. But if history proves anything, Gods done His maintenance on me, driven me through rough conditions, and as my driver, He's always given me exactly what I need. I'm in for the long haul.
Besides. His next favorite number, is 7.

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