Not Just an Ordinary Day

This day could have been just another ordinary day. I could have just gone on doing what I would routinely do everyday. But it is special and stands out from all the other days in my life because it is the birthday of Anabelle. I thank God that on this day, three scores and six years ago, He fashioned a beautiful bundle of goodness and love and named her Anabelle. He told her, “If things unfold as I have planned (and they always do); you will, on the twenty first year of your life, meet a young man your age who I want you to spend the rest of your life with.” And so indeed, it came to pass.

The passage of time is unrelenting, waiting for no one and never pausing. It is just like a river that simply keeps on flowing. But time is made precious by the different relationships in our lives – relationships with nature, people, God and even with myself. We punctuate the river of time with signposts and landmarks to celebrate the important events in these relationships. Like births and deaths, comings and goings, beginnings and endings, first times and memories.

Even spring could have just been another passage in the unending march of the seasons. But it has been made significant and meaningful because of Easter, the new life springing forth singing Hallelujah to the new life of the Risen Lord. I thank God for Easter and I rejoice at His presence in my life. I thank God for Anabelle and I rejoice at her presence in my life.

Rejoice, O hearts that seek the Lord.
~ Psalm 105

While he was with them at table,
he took bread, said the blessing,
broke it, and gave it to them.
With that their eyes were opened and they recognized him,
but he vanished from their sight.
Then they said to each other,
“Were not our hearts burning within us
while he spoke to us on the way and opened the Scriptures to us?”
So they set out at once and returned to Jerusalem
where they found gathered together
the Eleven and those with them who were saying,
“The Lord has truly been raised and has appeared to Simon!”
Then the two recounted what had taken place on the way
and how he was made known to them in the breaking of the bread.
Luke 24:13-35

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