The Greatest Gift of All

Knowledge and wisdom are two of the greatest gifts you can receive. Even when you really, really want to expect material things, sometimes God wraps up a big, pretty package filled with knowledge and wisdom.

I didn't get anything for my birthday. Not a card. Not a cake. Not a dinner. Nothing. I got a $100 to spend on a cell phone, but I really need it for my mortgage. My mom hinted that a party was in the works for me, but then everyone decided that I wouldn't want one.

My feelings were very kinda hurt by that.

I spent the day before my birthday crying and cleaning. Crying over the things I can't change, or currently don't see a way out of. Cleaning up the things that haven't been touched in years. Dusting, mopping, scraping crud out of hidden places. I did all that.

Sometimes, even after cleaning, setting things straight and putting things in their place, things are still not right. See, my house is empty. My sister just moved out. And though things were glowing and smelling lemony, it didn't take away from the glaring emptiness of my crib. It totally coincides with the feeling I have inside of wanting more out of my life.

After cleaning my dark, hard wood dresser with furniture polish, I noticed cracks and flaws I hadn't before. The more I tried to improve upon the texture and the finish of my dresser, the more the flaws showed. So I gave up. And accepted it for what it was. From up close, the discrepencies were displeasing to my eye. Keeping my distance, it still looks stunning.

Nearly a week after my 27th birthday, the cards, presents and other doo-dads haven't showed up. All of the issues and problems of the past few months are more prevelant now than ever. What I do appreciate is the knowledge and wisdom that is wrapped in the finest packages and delivered to me everyday. Sure, some Betsey Johnson earrings would have been dreamy on my birthday. But these lessons are good too.