I've got so much to say to myself, but I haven't journaled because I'm afraid of my thoughts. Geez . . . I mean, what the heck does that say about me?!
The older I get the more flaws I discover, and I just have to cling to that hope:
"You can't stick with Jesus your whole life and not end up radically different."
Perhaps one day I will look forward to growing older, too.