Happy Birthday
Today, God and I didn’t have much of a conversation. He stopped by but just for a minute, just long enough to give me a small present. He pulled it out of a big red sack he was carrying, said merry Christmas, and then told me he had to go. He said he had a birthday party to go to.
Then as he left, he asked me to pass on a message.
So, on behalf of God and myself, Merry Christmas.
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