Today of all days, your birthday, I want to give you a gift. A gift that repays. A gift that that does something. A gift that makes it right.
But there is no such gift.
So instead I just open my hands to what is already yours.
My body.
And mind.
My intellect.
And creativity.
My passions.
And desires.
My dreams.
And visions.
My talents.
And gifts.
My love.
And soul.
Today, Jesus, I give you my life. Laying it at your feet.
Just like you laid yours at my feet.
Happy birthday, sweet Jesus.
Dear Readers and Friends,
I hope you are having a peaceful Christmas weekend and day. All of you are in my prayers, but most especially my single friends. I am thinking and praying for you often. May God show his face to each of you today. Thank you for spending a little of your time with me here.
Many blessings and merry, merry Christmas!
Love,
Brenda
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