Every now and then I feel like I've taken too long to get started on my life. (I know that most of why my start on life was delayed was due to forces outside my control and the rest of the delay was because I served a mission, but melancholy doesn't respond to logic.) When my parents were my age, they owned a house and had two kids, my dad was established in his career, and the only debt they had was their mortgage. I just barely finished school, I'm in limbo in a dead-end job because nobody is hiring lawyers, I still rent, and I have massive student loan debt.
I had an epiphany last weekend, though. One of the speakers at General Conference (I don't remember who) was talking about the life of Christ. The thought came to me that Jesus didn't start His ministry until He was 30. So, the next time my melancholy or some busybody gives me grief for not being with the program, I'll just say that I'm following the example of the Savior!
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Excellent idea. Please also recall that your parents lived in a very different time, and that the savior expects you to live *your* life, not theirs.
I've thought about that too. And I've noticed that a number of great people didn't get REALLY going on their famous doings until their 30s. Wish I could think of some examples right off the top of my head, but I can't. But I've read about enough of them that I started to notice the pattern.
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