God is so incredible - He really is.
Where to start really? Thursday was my birthday and it was wonderful, from beginning to end. In the morning I went to work at the lutheran church/school I work at where I was greeted with a birthday card by the pastor (my boss) and his wife (one of the teachers) with a panera gift card! I was touched, pastor's wife wrote, "we're so glad you're here with us!" Later that morning, the kindergarten teacher brought her little imps in to say happy birthday - their little cutesy ways were overjoyed and they all gave me big birthday wishes! A little later into the day, I was waiting in the foyer (lutherans refer to it as the narthex) for my pre-school friends to get off the bus and I was chit-chatting with a mom while I waited. A van pulled up to the church while we were chatting and out stepped a woman with a vase of flowers; "oh!" I exclaimed "those are so beautiful!" as I opened the door for her, "and they're star-gazers! Those are my absolute favorite! Oh and how nice, bells of ireland and pussy willows!" and then I realized . . . of course, my three favorite flowers, in a vase, being delivered on my birthday . . . THESE ARE FOR ME?!?!?! I checked the card and yes, in fact, my mother in her sneakyness had arranged for the florist to deliver them to me, at work, on my birthday. She had asked me WEEKS ago for my work address and I figured, since she's a teacher, she needed it for school or something? My mother is my hero and she totally made my day; I had to call her and gush a little.
You see, for the past few years of my life I've always made it my intent to provide for others who normally would go without. Sometimes, this has been in the form of delivering flowers to my friends who I know would typically never receive them (single moms, older people, newly single friends.) In my heart I've always been a little sad that my Dad and my brother are the only men in my life who have ever bought me flowers - please don't misunderstand, I am so thankful that they have and I am blessed to have them in my life. Even still, on a birthday, sometimes a girl just wants flowers delivered secretly - my Mom was able to give me that. :-)
As soon as I left work I went to Mom's house and spent time with her and my baby brother (who is not such a baby anymore at 7 years old!) We went to my favorite beach because, as God would have it, the weather was perfect! Warm and sunny and we walked the beach, chatting, combing for seashells, enjoying this unseasonably warm day. I stayed for dinner with Mom and little boy and then I was off to my house to get changed for more birthday celebrations with my best friend!
As I went home I walked into my bedroom and there, sitting on my bed, was a beautiful bouquet of star-gazer lillies! Apparently my brother and dad were in cahoots and had purchased what looked like the LARGEST star-gazers I have ever seen in my life! I rushed to put them in water and placed both bouquets, in their respective separate vases, on my shelf in my bedroom. I was so surprised! TWO bouquets of flowers in ONE day! AND they got my favorite kind. I felt so special and so loved, I never get flowers.
Right on time, my bff arrived (boyfriend in tow) with a beautifully wrapped pink present! With a bow! Ooooooo! I was not expecting a gift at all! And I was pleasantly surprised by a beautiful hand-painted butterfly tea set (she knows me so well!) I gushed, I giggled, I jumped up and down - God really is so cool, I have a friend who knew what I would love without even discussing it with me. Later that night we went out to see my older brother at the bar he works at where we stayed for a few hours, had a few cocktails, and did our own crazy dance moves (mostly laughing at others.) A good time was had by all and then, the night was over. I went home and back to my bedroom which was now filled with the beautiful aroma of my flowers - it smelled like I was someplace tropical. I went to sleep with the images of warm summer nights, the ocean lapping on the moonlit shore, the fragrance of flowers in the air, and the promise of a new year with the possibility of new and exciting things to come. Yes, I think 24 will be a very good year!
I've been thinking a lot lately about how tear-jerkingly amazing it is to be truly KNOWN and SEEN by God. So glad you had a birthday that is proof that God knows you intimately... and that your sweetness to others came back to bless you.
ReplyDeleteAnd wow. You're only three months older than I. And my youngest sibling (a sister, though) is seven years old, too. The similarities continue! :)