Number 28

Today is my birthday.

28 years ago, I was born. My parents wept, the angels rejoiced, and the world became a slightly better place... or so I'm happy to think. :)

I spent the day celebrating the people in my life that I'm so glad God has allowed me to encounter. I think I enjoy that part most of all. It would be easy to sit back and ignore the birthdays as they come and go - celebrating it isn't always easy, but it is very intentional.

I'm thankful to be alive. I could act that way every day - though I don't - but on the specific day of my birth I imagine God might appreciate me putting out the effort to celebrate. I believe God is a fan of celebration.

Today though, I attended the funeral for John Sills.

The stories I heard made me all the more sorry that I didn't get to know him even better than I did. And, it's probably just the narcissistic side of me, but it made me wonder about the stories that will come out of my life. There are some blog posts on here I certainly wouldn't want read at my funeral.

But for Johns life, it was clear that he was a man that was faithful to God. Even when life didn't make sense.

If you read my blog, you know - you probably know better than most even - that I haven't been as faithful as I should be. And I can't change years 1-27, though I'd really like to change 26 & 27 if such a thing were allowed. But I hope God helps me change year 28.

God has been good to me for all 28 years. Period. He's been good.

May this next year find me faithful in Him.

Happy mybirthday. :)