So today I turn 31 years old. Now 31 does not have the ring of say 16, 18, or 21, those milestone birthdays of our youth. Nor does it carry the weight of 30, 40, 50, 62, 65, and those other milestones of aging. One could almost call this a lost birthday in realm of numerical significance unless one is Episcopalian of course. See the national Ministries with Young People office of the Episcopal church has to define the age groups it works with. Young Adults are defined as 18 to 30 years old. Since I am 31 today, I am know longer a young adult. Now this could mean that I will no longer be considered a wet behind the ears little whipper-snapper. However, in my congregation and diocese where the average age is closer 60-ish, and I'm the only priest under 40, I'm not holding my breath for this. No, what this means is I am no longer in that sought after demographic in the church "young adults". In MTV's eyes I have been out of this group for a while, but now it is complete with the church's removal of interest.
Okay, I'll stop whining about aging.