How blessed am I ? I've had two wonderful birthday celebrations. Last week with friends, and today with my family. Here are pictures from today. First picture is the special cake my daughter-in-law, Melissa made for me. She knows I love birds, and this is a little garden with a birdie in a birdbath! Melissa is making all her gifts for the whole year, including Christmas, so she and our son brought a beautiful basket of homemade goodies, including a beautiful china pedestal cake stand that she made. We went out to eat at the local Italian restaraunt, Scotto's. You see that our little granddaughter decided to sign the bill, so grandpa had to hold her up to the counter! Then we came back home for cake and some playing for our granddaughter. As I am another year older, I keep thinking of Psalm 90:12 "Teach us to number our days aright, so that we may gain a heart of wisdom." I probably don't have a heart of wisdom, but I do realize the brevity of life more and more every year. When I read this verse, I think of two people in the bible. King David for the heart, and Solomon for the wisdom. In Acts 13 and 1 Samuel, God said that David was a man after his own heart. How could that be when David did some awful things? Well, no one is perfect, but whenever David sinned, he always turned to God. He constantly affirmed God's holiness and sorrowfully repented. As for Solomon, when God offered him anything, he asked for wisdom. I don't think it ultimately made him happy, but depressed instead. Too much wisdom can be a bad thing. Maybe that's why the heart comes before the wisdom in Psalm 90. I don't think it matters how smart you are if God can look at what's in your heart and be pleased. Wisdom can all be forgotten, can't it? But the heart endures.
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That's wonderful, Ginny... The older we get, the more birthday celebrations we need to have.... I love celebrations ---and will celebrate most anything I can!!!!!
Glad you had such a wonderful set of birthdays!!!! That cake is AMAZING.... You have a fabulous daughter-in-law. WOW!!!!!
Dinner sounded good too. I love Italian!!!!! Love the kissie picture... You look SO happy... Praise God.
Hugs,
Betsy
That cake is (or rather was, I presume) a piece of art! ;) Wishing you "many happy returns of the day"!
ditto on the cake a piece of art. I love all the family fotos. you all look so happy and i especailly like the hubby and son kissing you. Happy Belated Birthday. King David and Solomon are what keeps me going when I feel guilty for things I did in the past. Both of them walked and talked with God and both of them did horrible things. when i feel that guilt nagging at me, i think about these two great men of God and that we can always ask forgiveness.
A belated Happy Birthday! Looks like you had a good time with your family. I love the cake!
May this next year of your life be the best ever!
It looks as if you had a wonderful birthday celebration. You have a very cute granddaughter, as I'm sure you know. I must admit that I was very impressed by the cake.
The cake is awesome, the little bird on the bird bath is so cute. It sounds like you had a wonderful weekend celebration. The photos are great, I too really like the one with you being kissed.
Wonderful birthday celebration with your lovely family!!! Methinks celebrating often and long is a good thing. Love the kewl bread photos and wondered the same thing about The Inquirer and the Pulitzer myself.
Hugs and blessings,
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