31

I turned 31 earlier this month... Actually, a week ago today. This didn't seem to phase me until about two days ago. I was listening to a Ravi Zacharias broadcast and he was telling the story of a missionary to India that translated the New Testament into 3 Indian dialects before he died at the age of.... you guessed it -- 31.

What a humbling thought when I look back on my life and evaluate what I have accomplished with the time I have been given. I have definitely not translated large portions of the Bible into several languages. In fact, I have none but a minutely crude grasp of one language beyond English.

When I consider all of my "best" accomplishments -- the ones I list on my resume and brag about at a job interview-- they appear almost meaningless next to the accomplishments of so many others. This is a humbling thought. Yes, I will still "sell myself" as I strive to attain a larger sphere of influence in my career field. But, I will also remind myself that only what is done for Christ will last.

If I am blessed with 31 more years what will be accomplished? Will it be said of me that I had influential career as a well-respected educator? Or, will it be said that I was a man that sought after God?