Jesus' age. Thirty three. He died at this age fulfilling His destiny. I think at this age tomorrow I'm only starting, or just half way there. I have so much to be thankful for and I'm speechless on how or where to begin. I have miracles!
Dayspring - whenever I think of God, I think He really looks like Jim Caviezel. in jeans and white shirt, hanging out at the beach and giving me that sexy lazy grin, that forgiving look everytime I messed up again. Or on a boat in a river like in "The Notebook". My God is a handsome, totally gorgeous guy!
Miracle of Riley - at 5 years old, he's entering a speech contest and quiz bee. He's funny, he's got so much talent I'm actually envious and his charm is infectious.
Miracle of ATM balance - I thought I didn't have enough cash and lo and behold, something is always in it. Praise God.
Miracle of New Experience - I get bored easily, I feel I need to do something new everyday or I'll literally rot and self-destruct. So God gives me some exciting, sometimes scary moments just to make me feel alive.
Miracle of Friends - I have great friends, really good looking, witty, funny ones and importantly, readily available if I need some talk time or coffee time.
Miracle of Family - for two consecutive years, they leave to foreign lands. And I miss them. But as years go by, we actually became friends. I love having them around or in my corner.
I don't know what the year holds for me. I only guarantee wonder, surprise and laughter! In huge doses please..Amen.
