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Yep, I celebrated my birthday this past weekend. I am 29 years old!! The staggering thought is that I am now a year away from being 30. I will enter a new age bracket then and I suppose I must finally consider myself an adult. A kid at work the other day said to me while we were playing four sqaure, "You're such a kid." You better believe it. He thought he was insulting me, but I took it as a compliment. I think I just want to be a responsible kid. One that works to provide for his family, but still knows how to have fun, to make stupid jokes and to laugh a lot at nothing in particular.

I believe the ideal is to grow up and yet keep the parts about our childlike nature that are really good and worth keeping. Most of us get older and leave every bit of it behind. For example, wonder is something that most adults have thrown away. We are not excited or surprised about anything. Nothing is a big deal anymore. The sky is just the sky, the moon just a ball of fire burning off in the distance.(Or like the rest of the intelligent, adult world knows its a big rock reflecting the rays of the sun, which is a big ball of fire.) Kids, however, see more. They stare at the clouds forever picking out images. The moon is not a ball of fire(or rock), but rather a lump of cheese. This leads me to another thing high-minded adults have lost: imagination.

Adults want to read realistic novels not fantastic, fairy tales. G.K. Chesterton said that he learned real truth from the fairy tales. But modern adults don't have the time. If its not true then why bother? As an adult I say without imagination, why bother? Without wonder, why bother? If I was without the ability to enter into the non-existent I think I would go crazy. I always think that this desire really shows my desire to be connected with love, that which I have never seen. I enjoy traveling to Narnia because I long deeply for heaven. Imagination must be sacred then and leaving it behind surely must be blasphemy.

I have no clue where this has all come from. It is good to think about growing up I think. This is what birthdays are about, to have days to think about how far you've come and how far you might go. It is good to know that I am still a kid. Apparently, even kids themselves can see it. I pray that this never be lost. I aim to die a frail child, weak from the excess of laughter and play.