Too Late!

I am notoriously late for almost everything. At work, you can count on me coming in two minutes after the meeting has started. When I had to leave my house for church, I would leave about 5 minutes before church was supposed to start, knowing full well it takes 10 minutes to get my kids in the car, and another 15 minutes to get to church. (I could tell you how mad I would be when I got to the building and church hadn’t started yet, but that’s another blog for another day.)

Anyway, this spirit of tardiness has been haunting me today, because I’m starting too feel like I might be too late. I am squarely fitting into that middle age category now, and I’m worried that I waited too long. Gone are the days when I had plenty of time to correct the mistakes of my twenties. The discovery age of my thirties is now in the rearview mirror. I’m smack in the middle of my forties, and I’m still not sure what I am doing with my life. And while I am certainly not in the mid-life crisis stage, yet, I do have some questions: Am I too late to try to write my book? Is it crazy to try jump into another career? Is it too late to pursue the dream? At this point do I even remember what the dream was.

And then I thought of Sarai, the wife of Abraham, receiving the word of the Lord that she would have a baby at the age of 90, and laughing with her whole heart. Even at 90, the Lord saw fit not just to change her name, but change her whole life. Can you imagine having one name for your entire life, only to think your life is winding down and get not one, but two new names? Sarah and Mom. The Lord can completely change your life with just a word.

It’s not too late. You can still become Mrs. and mother. You can still be owner and operator. The world is waiting on you to be Doctor and Diva, or whatever else you feel called to be.

The word and world are both waiting on you. I promise, it’s not too late.