Thursday, August 11, 2011
August 11... Windows and Doors
So my son's girl had no idea what she was stepping into when she happily announced her birthday to be August 11... She couldn't know why both my mother and I nearly shouted at her, "AUGUST 11!!! That's your birthday?"
It's time to wrap a few gifts, set the table with my new daisy plates, and brush off the celebration mode in this family. We have cause to celebrate another day on earth, another chance to make a memory and to keep one... As I have grown older (notice I didn't say "grown up") I have come to learn each gift we receive IS a doorway or a window.. a portal to or from somewhere in time or a means to illuminate our dwellings.... And as I close my eyes and play back the snippets of memories, I see my large, overall-wearing grandfather standing in the front of our spare, simple, country Baptist church with his arms around his dear wife... August 11, a Sunday in memory... The church recited its birthday benediction, "Many happy returns of the day of thy birth, in sunshine and gladness be given. And may the dear father prepare you on earth.... for a beautiful birthday in Heaven." I see him give Ma's sunkissed arm a happy squeeze as he says, "It's a happy day when we're all together!"
And doors snap shut, windows open... then doors slide open again in mysterious ways. The calendar squares fill, along with our hearts. Thank you, Lord... for lives and life.