My birthday was officially yesterday, and it was extra-special.
A new pillow to help me sleep, new office supplies, a silly English-teacher mug, and some books.
Coincidences I don't believe in: that I read a lofty concept chapter of a birthday book, and then heard the same concept from a totally different channel, later in the day, and had an intense experience of such a thing in the middle.
No, I think my divine birthday gift was a revelation: trying to find satisfaction in a substitute will not work, regardless of how much of the substitution you employ.
So I go to sleep tonight an little happier, a little lighter, knowing that I've blessed someone else in listening to the Lord, and though I didn't need it, he used my husband and kids to bless me.
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