The reason I've called this blog "A Child of 70" is that I've learned to find joy in the simplest things. Every day I find myself marveling at commonplaces (hot and cold water never stops feeling miraculous to me!). We are far from wealthy -- we take no trips, we very rarely eat out, our car is from 2011 -- but to me we seem blessed beyond belief. Every day I find myself thanking God for something many people take for granted, like a hot shower or a purring cat.

Honestly, I never imagined I would be this happy. And it has everything to do with my faith.

It seems as if God has given me what some might call a "second childhood," although I consider it my first, given how traumatic my actual childhood was. Even as I struggle with numerous Lyme disease symptoms, I'm grateful to have been healed from my mental health problems. 

If I were asked if I'd rather be physically or mentally healthy, I would immediately answer "mentally." That healing happened to me half a lifetime ago. I've suffered plenty of physical and neurological pain since then, but I know I received the healing I needed the most.

And that healing has made it possible for me to find joy in simple things.

"I say to you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven." -- Matthew 18:3