A few weeks ago, in a fit of temper, I declared that my 40th year of life was the crappiest year EVER! In fact, I went so far as to tell God that I would never celebrate my birthday again. Two prenatal losses -9 weeks & 16 weeks – plus gall bladder surgery will do that to a woman. Both losses were within two weeks of my birthday.
Yes, it was a very childish reaction to take with God. I’m thankful He loves me.
My birthday has always been a celebration of life for me. A time to remember that God is faithful. A time to remember that God answers prayer. You see, I was born very premature in the 6th month of pregnancy – 1 lbs & 13 ozs. But, in the middle of grief, it’s very hard to remember someone else’s hard-won lessons.
I believe, there comes a time in every Christian’s life that you must make a decision. You must choose if His word is real, true, whole & unchanging. This is usually in the moment where you don’t feel Him. This is a faith issue. You must decide & take that jump of faith.
So, I take that leap & declare! I will celebrate my birthday next year. I will put on my dancing shoes and dance for joy! I will grab my four living children & dance in celebration. Just as my four babes in heaven will dance around His throne in praise. He is God, He is Holy, He is here close to the brokenhearted.
I pray you feel His touch today & know that He is there with you. He loves you.
