Yesterday was my birthday and one of the first times I can remember getting up the morning after, drunk from a different substanance other than alcohol. I know I'm not a saint like some of you reading this, but truthfully, I used to 'DO IT BIG" on my birthday, drinking myself in a stupor, with nothing but wild memories to recall. But, I digress. However, this year, I woke up with the adrenaline realizing all God has brought me through these past thirty three years.
From legal, emotional, financial, physical, and psychological battles, my God has given me another opportunity of life. For I have a beautiful wife, a loving family, both by blood and marriage, a loving son, a job that's not promised to all in a time that the unemployment rate is averaging around 9.3% in this country. And along with this, I have a God who loves me enough that to allow me, though I prove unworthy every day, to continue to enjoy such privileges that others are still searching for.
Maybe in the past, the alcohol clouded my judgment as to thr significance of my birthday. But in today's "hangover", I realized that I rather be drunk off of the fact that I have His grace blessing me even when I'm not good to myself.
This is the first time where I beleive the morning after I cherish more than the memories from the night before, but rather the opportunities that lie ahead. I'm grateful that for some reason, sometimes I don't even see, that God keeps me in his care and continues to bless my journey called life. I thank God that He has allowed me to be filled not only with alcohol and laughter, but with the appreciation of what truly matters, His loving and merciful grace. Somehow, some way, I will use this moment forward to give God even greater and more consistent praise for the things and places He's brought me from, and moreover, ask that wherever He guides my journey, that it will end in His will for me.
For I have realized that anything else is just like the morning after I've kicked it for my birthdays in years' past....hungover over empty and pointless memories of going against the very entity that continues to give me something to celebrate in the first place....Almighy God. I'm glad I awaken this morning hungover, just off of a different substance and greater purpose.
Thanks to those who have prayed, cried, got angry, and loved me to the point where I have no choice but to write such an inspiration as this.......
Goldenchild
