That Final Crossing

Waking to the sounds of little girl whisperings, I remembered that the day was a special one – my birthday.

I pretended to be asleep while I let my daughter sneak into our bedroom “unnoticed” and ask my husband for help with the griddle.

Mmmm pancakes and no work on my
part.

Now, that’s what I call the start of a special day!



I’ve heard that when some people get to a “certain age” birthdays are no fun anymore. In fact, they become a dreaded day. But I don’t know, maybe I haven’t gotten to that stage yet, or maybe I never will.

Because when you really think about it –birthdays just bring us one year closer to Jesus.

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