A Friend Loveth At All Times

My birthday is on Sunday. As I mentioned in a
earlier post, I hate my birthday. I have thought about
that, why would I hate my birthday? I have sweet
friends who love me in spite of me. I have a great
family that love me and show me in a gillion ways
every day how special I am. I have a wonderful
husband who puts up with me in every shape,
way and form. Who even works like crazy for my
hair brained ideas and even puts up with my chicken
fetish.

Why would I dread it every year? It isn't because
I really don't mind getting older. I read today,
one of the reasons God hated Esau was he despised
his birth right. I don't want to do that. God created me
for a purpose and I want to honor Him for that. To
do the job He has for me.

For the first ten years of my life, I had a perfect childhood.
Perfect. Like you read in a book, well, maybe to much like a
book, in my 10th year, my Mom got cancer. By my 11th birthday,
she was very,very sick. By my 12th birthday, my Dad had remarried.
I had 3 step brothers and my life changed very much.
On my 12th birthday, I was sitting on our porch, I was crying,
because I missed my Mom so very bad. My step mother thought
I was crying because I didn't get something for my birthday.
She sat down beside me and she said. " Kim, the sooner, you learn
the world does not revolve around you the happier you will be."

I don't remember much about that birthday, but I do remember that
statement and every birthday that is what I try to do, I try to
remember the world does not revolve around me. Every year, I just
wish, for once, I could let it revolve around me. But then
I feel so incredibly selfish, that I say, Oh pooh, what a waste of time,
and go about doing what I do in taking care of my family.
So I guess why I don't like my birthday is I see how really selfish
I still am.
So, Happy Saturday.