Born Again…

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I am not afraid of birthdays. I embrace them. Today, I celebrate my 61st.

Many years ago, I was sitting at the funeral for one of my dearest lifelong friends, Paul Marshall May, and it just struck me that I would never complain about getting older. He was a young man who would not live to see his very small children grow up and enjoy years with his family.

I think of Paul often and I miss him dearly but I honor him on my birthday as a way to remember that our days are numbered as we wait to be cross over Jordan and head homeward. Paul was so full of the joy of life and while cancer robbed him of his earthly days, his faith guaranteed him an eternity of birthdays. His legacy is his faith, his family and the beautiful music he could create on the church organ. Paul was amazing.

We grew up in church together with our families and know what it means to be born again. On each birthday, on each day, I too am born again. I walk one step closer toward Jesus and that is just all right with me.

Happy 61st birthday Paul and thank you Jesus for the many gifts you have given to me…but most of all, for the gift of grace.

I am the luckiest girl in the world.

Deacon’s first birthday

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Whenever I see a baby, the first thing that comes to my mind is that babies must smell like heaven.

A new baby is validation that this life holds promise and that earthly things can sometimes be too sweet for words.

My grandson turned one today and the past year seems like a blur. Deacon is a gift from God and he will grow up to learn about God’s everlasting love. His parents and both grandparents will work hard to encourage his personal relationship with Jesus Christ.  

I think back to Mary and the promised birth of the Messiah. She knew the end at the beginning and yet she had a moment of pure joy when the star glowed brightly, angels rejoiced and her beloved son was sought after and worshiped by wise men. The promise of greatness was present at His birth and remains so to this day. Immanuel, God with us.  

I’m grateful to God who gives us these precious blessings and graces us with moments that last a lifetime. A sweet baby born one year ago holds great promise for our family. We are overjoyed.

Babies do smell like heaven. I’m sure of it.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart.” Jeremiah 1:5