Daily Archives: May 8, 2012

Shining Moments

It’s more than another day today. More than just another number on the calendar.

It’s my birthday and my girls have been determined to make it special from morning to night.

My mother said I was a Sunday child. Born on a Sunday evening while others were at church. That’s when I decided to enter the world and begin my life.

Shining moments of birthdays with homemade chocolate cakes and cold icing come to mind. Always served with chocolate ice cream.

Surrounded by family.

Blowing out the candles and making a wish.

Don’t tell, I would be reminded, or it won’t come true.

For years I would wish for something big like meeting Roy Rogers or getting a new bike.

But in the past few years I would wish that a dear one would live to celebrate another birthday with me.

Surprises and cards. Laughter and games.

The pink streamers blow gently with the breeze. And my cup is full and running over.

I have seen many changes over the years of my life

      And the wonders of technology still leave me breathless.

      But as a result I am able to send and receive birthday greetings with many more friends than I ever thoughts possible. Doesn’t that thrill you?

Gifts.

Abundant gifts.

And deep within my heart whispers praise to the One who continues to give me life

      And love

        And laughter.

The One who wraps His arms around you and me and draws us close.

The One Who is not only more than wonderful but opens our eyes to see the good,

    the lovely, the truth.

And even though our technology is advancing

   He delights in writing His Love in every leaf

          And every flower

             And every sunrise.

Our hearts draw close to each other as we praise Him.

Blessings abound.

Sunshine all over.

Surprises soon to come.

Hug your loved ones and appreciate each other.

Life is too short to be wasted.

No, let’s blow the bubbles and celebrate the moments.

Join me will you today?

And thanks for taking a few moments to read these simple blogs.

Our hearts are knit together.