Yesterday I had the opportunity to celebrate the birthdays of two of my four nephews - ages 13 and 5. It was a really quick visit. (Today they hit the road for holidays.) My gifts were a "hit" and Grandma had cake and candles... necessary ingredients for a good family party. I enjoyed all the hugs!
Tomorrow my parents mark their 49th wedding anniversary. I marvel at their "discussions" that seem complicated even about simple things. Yet, they communicate with love and it works for them.
Marriage has thus far eluded me, and I relish my aloneness. Even contemplating the effort it must take to maintain or grow an intimate relationship boggles my mind. However, I digress.
Where I was going... was that marriages that last should be celebrated. Generally my folks take the opportunity to watch Canada Day fireworks as part of their anniversary celebration. They won't eat cake. Mom is watching her weight and Dad is diabetic. Perhaps a special dinner or a bouquet of roses will be part of the ritual tomorrow.
Today my country celebrated its birthday. A mere 142 years old. The televised ceremony from Parliament Hill was quite something. Not necessarily my choice of music, but the dignitaries always interest me.
I've experienced some of the protocol required for working with the Governor General... and a few years ago it was my privilege to assist at an event with Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth.
These people are honoured for their position. They certainly hold some power in the world... but they are only human. To me, respect is one thing. Honour - that's reserved for God.
I'm convinced that God appreciates a good celebration. King David danced to express joy or victory in battle. We need to acknowledge the abundant life we have in Christ. It's time for a party!
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