Every time I hear someone has a birthday, or I celebrate
mine, I like to think that the celebrant, if his/her mother is alive, should
get the present for having gone through childbirth. Of course it never happens,
but it would be nice.
There once was someone who did something different on his
birthday when it came to gifts, my brother-in-law John.
Today is John’s birthday, his first in Heaven where I know
he is, and I’m sure everybody that he touched in his life who preceded him
there is celebrating.
But what did John do on his birthday you ask?
How about he gift-wrapped presents to give to his family, on
his birthday? Yes, I’m talking to you. He GIFT-WRAPPED presents on HIS birthday
and gave them to my older sister Tessie (much older) and his three kids and any
grandchildren lying around the house!
This was an act of love, unselfish and a show of devotion to
his family!
I think it fortunate that he was born the day after
Christmas, because it made it easier to understand that Christmas should be
celebrated not once a year but always. His gift to the world was his kindness,
his worrying about his family and his need to do anything, go anywhere and asks
anyone for help when it came to his family. He was the embodiment of the
Christmas spirit.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHN!
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