by Jamie Smith

Today at 4:16 a.m., I turn 40 years old.

That feels weird for me to type. I don’t think 40 is old, in fact, I have never even thought of my parents as old. But when I was growing up, the general medical consensus was that most kids with my level of Spina Bifida wouldn’t live too far into middle age. Combine that mentality with the fact that I was once more than 200 pounds overweight and continue to be 100 pounds overweight, my auto-immune diseases, and my general clumsiness, making it to 40 years old seemed preposterous.

It seems that God isn’t finished with me yet. In fact, this is a message he’s been telling me all year.

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