So,
Happy Birthday, April. Today is the
anniversary of the day that the name “April” was chosen by calendar-makers of
antiquity to designate the fourth month of the year. Apparently it closely edged out July, which
was relegated to position number seven, and Gorithele, which, believe it or
not, was deemed too hard to spell in the original language, and hence was
dropped altogether from consideration.
Coincidentally,
today is also the birthday of our very own beloved daughter (well, technically she’s a daughter-in-law,
but when you sired only sons, you welcome with open arms and hearts the loves
of their lives), who carries the name of the final winner in the month
naming contest. April is a true
sweetheart who has mothered our firstborn granddaughter with estimable skill
and grace. She has also encouraged her
in playing softball. And speaking of
softball, Cailyn’s team clinched second place in the league last night. Their shortstop nailed two baserunners at
second and at bat even cracked an inside-the-park home run, utilizing her innate
abilities to smack the ball down the third base line and to race unhindered
around the bases before the fielders could retrieve it. Oh, did I forget to mention that said
shortstop is named Cailyn? Daughter of
Nathan and the aforementioned Admirable April.
I certainly
wouldn’t want to get all sappy or anything, but we love you, April. Keep loving our son. He needs that. Keep encouraging your daughter. She will grow to be a lot like you, you
know. And may you and Nathan and Cailyn
grow closer and closer to God. That’s
the only way you can really unlock the bottomless pit of love that he provides.
Hebrews
3:13 says, “But encourage one another
daily, as long as it is called Today, so that none of you may be hardened by
sin's deceitfulness.”
Father,
thank you for April. Keep her healthy
and happy. Amen.
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