Today is my birthday. I am 53. Some say this is an over-the-hill kind of an age. I think it is finally reach-high-enough-that-I-have-a-wonderful-view-and-direction kind of age. I have been climbing up and it hasn’t been easy, but the climb has made me stronger. Now that I’ve reached this height, I see that there are higher mountains to climb but I know how to do it, and I’m not afraid. I have lightened the load I carry so it doesn’t wear me down and I feel like I have wings as eagles, giving me strength to run and not be weary and walk and not faint (see http://lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/40.31?lang=eng#30). I know the source of my strength and am grateful for another day of climbing!