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Birthdays are not something that I tend to think about often, as I have no recollection of what my own might be, nor do I celebrate it in any fashion. However on occasion the practice of celebrating the day that we are brought into the world makes me wonder about my own life and how it has changed over the years.
An old friend, who shall remain nameless although I am sure that some will know of whom I speak, once told me that I was given a “get out of jail free” card. That my own redemption, which I consider an ongoing process, was far too easy as compared to others. I agree with him completely on that point.
I was given a gift; a chance at a new life where I could do something of value rather than continue on with the destruction that had previously been all my life was about. In a sense I suppose that I was “born again” that day as I stood in front of the gates of Paris.
So as that was in a sense my birthday, my only wish is that I can continue to make a difference in people’s lives as I have tried to do since that day, and lead them towards the path of peace.
An old friend, who shall remain nameless although I am sure that some will know of whom I speak, once told me that I was given a “get out of jail free” card. That my own redemption, which I consider an ongoing process, was far too easy as compared to others. I agree with him completely on that point.
I was given a gift; a chance at a new life where I could do something of value rather than continue on with the destruction that had previously been all my life was about. In a sense I suppose that I was “born again” that day as I stood in front of the gates of Paris.
So as that was in a sense my birthday, my only wish is that I can continue to make a difference in people’s lives as I have tried to do since that day, and lead them towards the path of peace.
