Birthday


It’s my birthday, Father.

Birthdays matter.

The more we have, it seems,

the longer we live!

When we are old,

Each may be our last,

So every birthday is a ‘big one’,

Every anniversary a celebration of endurance.

We gather with family,

We blow out candles,

We eat cake,

We open gifts,

We tell stories about the past,

And we muse about the future.

The older I get,

The more I recall of your goodness,

The more of your blessings I give thanks for,

The more of your love I celebrate.

I don’t know how many more birthdays I will have, Father.

It doesn’t matter.

Thank you for what I have had,

And what I now have.

Yes, we should make the most of what God gives, both the bounty and the capacity to enjoy it, accepting what’s given and delighting in the work. It’s God’s gift! God deals out joy in the present, the now. It’s useless to brood over how long we might live. (Ecclesiastes 5: 19–20, MSG)

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