Hello
Emmanuel,
I
googled ‘43’ this morning and found out more than I ever wanted to know. I won’t bore you with the details, but there
is a movie; a U.S. Code about Public Lands;
prime number information for all you math geeks; a Spanish liqueur made
from secret recipe; a metro route to downtown Seattle; and some sort of
Biblical number formula that leads to ‘exceeding great joy’.
So
I was going to write about how turning 43 years old is a boring day. I was wrong.
I have so much in common with the world, clearly. It started with inconveniencing my mother by
deciding to enter the world 43 years ago.
I don’t remember the event, but I’m sure I inconvenienced her, which
started a long journey of inconveniencing her.
Maybe that is why she called me on my land line this morning at 7:00
AM. She didn’t even say a whole
lot. I think just making my phone ring
was a ‘happy birthday’ enough. It wasn’t
enough. The village decided to run the
wood chipper across the street.
!@#$%^&
Once
awake, I heard someone scrounging around in the kitchen. No one is in the kitchen at 7:00 AM on a summer
morning. I went downstairs to find
scrambled eggs, toast (with a thick layer of jelly) and a banana…. with 2 kids
smiling weakly at me as if it say, ‘happybirthdayhurryupandeatsowecangobacktobed’. They must love me.
I
share a birthday with Herbert Hoover, my Son-In-Law and my wife’s cousin’s wife. I’m not sure what that means, but I thought I’d
throw it in here just because.
Truth
is, it’s a reminder of another year of blessings; another year of some happy
days; some grumpy days; and many days when I’m just content with a very unique
life. I’m going to spend the day doing
what I like to do. Among them is writing
this MMP and helping the church go around in a circle
(and maybe a Marion’s pizza).
Thanks
for all the ‘Happy Birthdays’. And when
yours comes around, I hope you are just as content. You certainly are just as unique.
God
is Good,
Pastor
Joe
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