Happy Birthday, Jesus. I can’t even begin to list all the reasons I’m glad you were born. I do want to tell you that I love you. I want to know you more and better. I want to see the world through your eyes and love people the way you love them. Thanks so much for loving me, for being there for me, for loving and caring for those I love (and even for the ones I don’t, boy, do I need to grow up some more). I don’t really have a gift for you personally (sorry, you’re one of those “you have everything” kind of folk), but the Word says that when I do something for “the least of these,” I’m doing it for you, so I’ll be looking for opportunities to reach out to the needy, the broken, the heartsick. Love you.
(Why not take a few moments and give Him your birthday wishes. You can share them as a comment, if you like.)
… Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me. Matthew 25:40 NIV
Be generous! Lori <><