reflections after another birthday

Can't post this on my usual blog because it isn't Tuesday, or on my writer's blog because it doesn't have to do with writing, except tangentially.
Fact is, probably more of my life is behind me than ahead of me, which causes me to think about Psalm 90 yet again.
I am thankful that He has been the dwelling place for my family for generations.
I am thankful for my parents and my grandparents, and that He has spared my sister.
I consider 70 years or 80 not so many anymore, as they were for Moses.
And Moses lived 120 years.
I contemplate what a heart of wisdom would be like, and there is only one Person in whom that truly beats--Jesus Christ, Wisdom Incarnate, fully God, fully Man.
So I pray to be more like Him, whether I live another 6 years or 16 years or other, fully spent for Him.