When you have a birthday, few people ignore it. They yearn for those that mark their physical maturity, at least until they reach the age of twenty. Then they begin to dread each one that leads to thirty and beyond. But what if there were no end to birthdays? What if each birthday were to mark another notch on the upward trek to spiritual maturity? What if each birthday disappeared as soon as it appeared, never to be counted? What if each one became a circle?
What if God created a never-ending circle of birthdays that had no beginning and no end? What if he placed eternity in us, and we, naive and unsuspecting, let it flow into the earth and dissipate, but he, with casual deftness, caught it and healed our heart? What if he placed eternity in us? He did. We now must heed his call, and hold the reins so that we'll never fall, or bid him hold the reins, so that we'll never fall.