Apple of the Eye

december always holds a special place in my heart.

not only because it is my birth month, but also because it's Jesus's, and everyone's always a little happier, a little more (for)giving, and just that little more cheery.

I used to have galactic dreams for my birthday. princess parties, continental surprises and the works. but my family has never been big on birthdays, which also meant the icing on my cake was nothing but disappointment. I dreamt big, fell hard and never failed to wet the sheets with angry tears.

and I guess that's how I overlooked the gifts sitting on my table, and how much they meant if only I allowed the scales to come off my eyes. the Chinese scrawlings on the red packets telling me how much they wished I was happy, the presents that told how greatly I was loved, and the notes which said the same story every year. how could I not have seen?


so even though this one present is a joint effort of three people, I don't mind.

apple-d!

I'll be one year older in one week's time, and along with the digital Apple I'm already given, I pray for the gift of wisdom, discernment and accompaniment of the Holy Spirit all the days of my life.

along the way, I pray I'll also be a gift to others who cross my path.