A Birthday I will never forget

This is one of those days I'm going to store in the back of my mind; a treasured life moment.



For the last several years, I have said that I wanted to make a birthday cake for Jesus for them to understand that it is his birthday. Each year comes and goes and I always end up forgetting to do it. This year, I was determined to make it happen. I talked to my fellow mommies from our mom's group and, together, we planned to do a birthday party for Jesus. We baked cookies in preperation, and talked it up all week. Finally, we woke up this morning and were so excited about the big birthday party we were throwing for Jesus.

We decorated cookies, dressed in nativity garb, heard the nativity story, sang carols. I'm not sure there is any greater joy than listening to your children sing songs of praise to Jesus.To be able to watch them really understand what Christmas is about and to be so excited about it. The party was a blast and the real highlight was when all the children danced like angels in celebration of Jesus' birthday. And after every cookie was eaten, and all the kids were tucked away in bed for a nice long nap, I sat down to think about the day we had. I thought about how The Lord must have smiled so bright when these tiny little children sang his praise. Did he cry as hard as I did when I heard my two-year-old say "It's Cheeses bewfday. I wuv Cheeses."? I'd like to think that his heart melted as much as mine did when his little children came to celebrate his life.