Today is my birthday; I am blessed to be alive. On the day of my birth, it was the worst ice storm of 1976. The storm was so bad; my father had to use his pocket knife to chip the ice off the car door before my mom could get in. The hospital was an hour away with normal weather; I couldn’t image driving in those conditions. But my parents arrived to the hospital; the doctor was still on the way. So, they had to stop her labor until the doctor arrived. After numerous hours, I arrived with many complications. I was born 3lbs, 6oz, and 20 inches long and it was going to be a fight for the next 24 hours to survive. The doctors were not sure of my survival but God had other ideas. Nothing is impossible for God, absolutely nothing.
Although my mother didn’t get to hold me for a month, I had to stay in an incubator until I was 5 lbs. I wasn’t able to be cuddled, kissed, or held for a month, the pain my parents must have been in. How difficult it must have been for them, as a parent, I now understand. Although the odds were against me, God’s plan wasn’t going to be stopped. He was working a healing miracle within my little body, so He could perform the greatest miracle of all, saving my life. God performs miraculous healings for the physical body but salvation of our souls is still the greatest act.
As I read the Word of God, I learned the truth. “I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” (Psalm 139) At the cross, Jesus said, “I love you enough.” “You are worth everything to me.” Only in Christ, I have found life, so I celebrate my birthday with joy, thanksgiving, and know the best is yet to come. God isn’t done with me. The devil may try to knock me down but the same spirit that raise Christ Jesus lives in me. So, I am no longer the underdog, I am the champion because Jesus lives in me.