I TURNED 25 TODAY and, despite what everybody says, turning 25 isn’t so bad.
Several years ago (I think we were in high school), my friends and I wrote down what we thought our life would look like at 25. We put them in a time capsule to open at a later date.
L O L because I thought I’d be married with a steady job…and now I’m obviously wondering, “What in the actual heck was I thinking?”
It’s funny, isn’t it? How much our goals and desires change. We grow up thinking our life is supposed to look a certain way and, if it doesn’t, we’ve somehow failed. As a result, silly things like turning 25 tend to freak us out.
Yes, turning 25 is a big deal.
But, it’s not everything.
We’re not a lost cause if we’re not where we want to be. It’s okay if we’re still figuring things out.
We’re not going to have all the answers because we’re not supposed to. That’s not our job.
Honestly, marriage is the last thing on my mind right now and I don’t exactly have a steady job. I mean…I have a job that supports me (and another job for play money) while I chase my dreams and work to make a living doing what I love.
It’s hard work and a long process but I love it. This is my sweet spot. I know I was born for this. Good things take time and if this is where I am at 25 years old, I don’t think I’m doing too bad. I’d much rather be chasing my dreams and pursing my passions than settling for anything less than God’s best for me.
So if this is what my life looks like at 25 years old, I’m totally okay with that. I’ve got nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. I’m proud of the life I’ve built these last two years and I’m eager to see what God has in store.
As we get older, it’s easy for us to feel like we’re failing because we’re not where we want to be.
I’ve learned that I don’t need anybody to tell me what I should be doing. I feel like, at times, people try to direct our paths for us. They tell us we should be doing this or that. They judge us because our life doesn’t look the way their life looked when they were our age.
But it’s like…I don’t care, ya know? I’m right where I need to be and where I know I’m meant to me. I have enough money to pay what needs to be paid and I’m struggling but isn’t that what life is all about?
We just take things one day at a time, give our very best effort, and trust God with the rest.
Turning 25 doesn’t seem that old, after all.
It feels more like the opportune age.
The age we can really make things happen.
Sure, maybe 25 is halfway to 50 and maybe it’s 1/4 of the way to 100…but all I care about is the here and now. I’m beyond grateful to have made it this far. I’m thankful God still sees a use for my life and I am humbled He has kept me around for as long as He has.
Each additional year tacked onto my life is something to be cherished and treasured. There is no shame in growing up and learning about adulthood through a lot of trial and error.
We don’t have to dread turning 25 or be embarrassed. To compare where we are with another person’s journey (when we’re taking two completely separate paths) is to miss out and overlook the gift and guidance God has given and is giving us.
If you’re freaking out about turning 25, please don’t. Give yourself a pat on the back for making it this far. You are (hopefully) following your dreams and your heart’s deepest passions. You’re waking up early, showing up every day, and taking care of business to get where you want to be…and that’s a lot more than most people can say.
Things may not be happening for you at the moment, but they will. You’re going to get this thing figured out. It will all make sense and turn out okay eventually. Stay faithful and be patient.
Turning 25 is all about what you make it.
You can mope and complain about how confusing your life is and how unsure everything seems to be, or you can take it for what it is: a gift from God.
It’s another year and another opportunity to continue pressing on towards that goal.
When I turned 23, I wrote this in a blog post:
Turning 23 means, from here on out, I will be in a fearless pursuit of my dreams as I seek to discover God’s purpose for my life. It’s always been school first, dreams later…but now I get to focus SOLELY on what sets my soul on fire! I would fall asleep at night thinking about my dreams, my heart racing, only to have to wake up and go to school the next day. Now I get to spend every minute of every day working towards those dreams.
At 25 years old, I really am in a fearless pursuit of my dreams and I get to spend every minute of (almost) every day working towards those dreams. I’m actually EXCITED to wake up on Monday morning. I look forward to putting in the effort I know it will take to make my dreams a reality.
Even though I get frustrated at times and occasionally have a 5-minute breakdown, I can’t imagine being or doing anything else but this.
Although I’m not where I want to be, I’m learning that’s okay.
It’s not a crime.
I’m not freaked out.
I’m not scared.
I don’t feel like a failure.
Your achievements and success are not determined by the opinions or achievements of others.
This is your race. You’re the big 2-5 now. Stay in your lane. Keep moving forward. Take every day, each moment, as it comes.
Work hard and continue adding bricks to the layers you’ve stacked thus far.
That’s all you can do.
That’s all any of us can do.
So, here’s to turning 25.
Here’s to continuing down the path I know God is calling me to, showing up even when I don’t feel like it, making time for what matters most, and here’s to chasing after my dreams and being okay with living a life that doesn’t necessarily look like the other 25-year-olds around me.
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