The Birthday

It's my birthday today. Er, 51 as you ask. Young enough to be your child.Old enough to be your father or brother. Yet my birth might never havehappened. One egg, a million sperm. Survived implantation - many fertilizedeggs don't. Lived through a premature birth and Cesarean at a time whenthose were not routine or as safe as now. Where did the years go? And withwhat purpose? And is 50 the new 30? Chrissie Hynd (of the Pretenders musicgroup) says so!

About 30 years ago, I discovered three things, not necessarily in this order:

- that I was lonely

- that I was being stalked by a Secret Admirer

- that I had a fatal heart disease

It took some time to learn that my Secret Admirer actually had an answer tothe other two problems.

For loneliness, I needed a Friend. And this was offered, without strings.

For heart disease, I needed a new heart - a real change of nature inside.And again, this was available - free. My Admirer had already paid for theoperation. I just had to acknowledge the problem, and accept His solution.

I did have to sign over control of my life to my Friend. But by a strangeparadox, the more control I allowed Him to have, the freer and morefulfilled I became. I was set free to become the 'real' me. With purpose andmeaning in life.

And another thing. This Someone promised to take the heavy end of everyload, every pain, every crisis. Said He understood. Life does not get easieras you get older. First job. Next job. Redundancy. Health problems.Decisions. More responsibility. Teen kids. Aging parents. Never enough time.

And He said I'd never be alone again. Ever.

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Contributed byTony Whittaker. Tony is director of SOON Publications and the editor ofWebEvangelism Bulletin