25

"I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures... " - The Little Prince

Here comes quarter life and welcome to the rest of my life. This is the time when the counting stops and start aging with grace. This, I guess, is also the time when you don't have the right to not take seriously when told to act your age.

Reaching 25 sends me some weird feelings. They say that figure doesn't matter and age is about how you feel young inside. I agree, but the child in me refuses to accept the number. Maybe because there are some greater responsibilities and expectations when you reach the age and people start to take you seriously. A lot of paranoia (ok, paranoia maybe an overstatement) haunt me. Like, when you're 25 you don't have the right to be immature. At 25 you should be stable in your job and you should be receiving this amount every 15th and 30th. At 25, if not married, you should at least be in a serious relationship already. The list of paranoia inducers just go on.

Then I slowed down. Tried not looking at the matter in a worldly perspective. Ceased to be consumed of what the world dictates and reflected on how I should live my life pleasing to my Lord and Savior.

I don't have to put myself in a box, wrap it nicely, and label it "25". I just have to take one day at a time, count my blessing and at try to live a life that glorifies God. On the other hand, I resolved to list down five goals when I reach 30 so that I won't be like a man running aimlessly. No, this is not preparing to label my box "30". It's more of looking ahead with a clear objective.

Here's my list:
1. Disciple 12 reproducible disciples
2. Get an MS degree
3. Start saving
4. Enroll in a culinary school
5. At least, get engaged

Then again, it's God's will that will prevail.