Birthdays...nobody loves them more than me. I love my birthday, I love the birthdays of others, but my favorite birthday is that of Jesus (it is the only other birthday outside my own I get gifts Ha!). I love birthdays so much that I believe in a philosophy called the birth month. I developed this concept when my birthday got overshadowed by the risen Savior AND tax season (Dang April birthday’s). However, it wasn’t until I woke up yesterday morning and checked my facebook (which I do before I use the restroom... I really do have a problem) that I realized the joy of birthdays. Imagine my surprise when I noticed that I had over 15 friends and acquaintances born on that day. It was truly a happy day.
As a member of the best Episcopal choir in the area ( no really that is not a biased statement), we are in the “off season” and in the period of “summer choir.” This is the season, we take off to do summer things or what I like to define as my guilty reason not to miss church during the regular school year. Why? Because I use it to sleep in, watch CNN, and on occasions go to other churches with my friends (an event that makes me loves my church that much more). But anywho, my choir director’s wife had her birthday coming up and he sent out emails asking everyone to show up and sing… and we did.
I was late (shock) but when I walked in, I thought it was a High Holy day, the choir room had over 50 members in it to celebrate the birth of our own divine Mrs. M. I can’t remember exactly what the rector was preaching on (something about sin and centrifugal force…ummm yeah) but I do remember looking around and thinking, birthdays are our ways of celebrating living saints; a way to praise God for blessing us with one of his angels, it is why we wish them many more… we need miracles in our lives (do you know what it takes to get pregnant and all the crap a woman has to go through to keep that child for 9 months… there’s a reason we call it the miracle of birth). I realized that my initial thoughts were accurate... I was at church during a High Holy day... a feast day of a living saint. I find that as we grow older we forget about the miracles that God places in our lives daily. Birthdays… we should use them to celebrate miracles.
In the African American Tradition, we have a saying “The Jesus in me see’s the Jesus in you… it’s so easy because your so easy to love.” So to the Divine Mrs. M, and to Anna, and my Little Mrs. P (still is weird saying that) and to all my other friends who are celebrating the anniversary their birth. I thank God for you, I pray his blessings continually shine upon you and “ The Jesus in me.. sees the Jesus in you… it’s so easy because you’re so easy to love.”
WISHING YOU MANY MORE!!!!!
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