As I began to wallow in self-pity and take on an Eeyore-like personality, I realized that I was looking at my birthday all wrong. Rather than viewing my birthday as a day to look at all my failures, I should see it as a day to celebrate. God has brought me through so much. John 10:10 says, "The thief (Satan) comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly."
So rather than looking at my birthday as a day to mourn all the things that have yet to be fulfilled in my life, I choose to celebrate the day God gave me life. I choose to worship the One who has taught me how to have the abundant life even when it doesn't look anything like what I thought it would. I choose to celebrate the fact that even though I have a broken body I am priceless in God's eyes. And that my friends, is worth celebrating.
"We are assured and know that all things work together and are fitting into a plan for good to and for those who love God and are called according to His design and purpose." ~ Roman 8:28 (Amplified Bible)
(c) March 21, 2012