I wrote a poem about a year and a half ago, dedicated to the image I have of my mom the day she birthed me.
I don't typically think anything of birthdays, unless it allows me to see a rated R movie or get into concerts or drink in bars. But 22 is the first age no one cares about!
That being said, God is still telling me to carpe diem day after day throughout the year of 2010. I think I'm grasping a bit more and more what that means. God is telling me to think about what it means to turn a new age. And so I have created this video. It's all in chronological order.