I like to put a psalm on here for the person having a birthday. I suppose it symbolizes my hope that God is represented in our lives on these very special occasions. And here is the psalm for Quinlyn.
PSALM 127
Laboring and Prospering with the Lord
Unless the Lord builds the house,
They labor in vain who build it;
Unless the Lord guards the city,
The watchman stays awake in vain.
It is vain for you to rise up early,
To sit up late,
To eat the bread of sorrows;
For so He gives His beloved sleep.
Behold, children are a heritage from
the Lord,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one's youth.
Happy is the man who has his quiver
full of them;
They shall not be ashamed,
But shall speak with their enemies in
the gate.
Blessings...Mimi
"Since we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our minds, our one duty is to furnish it well." ~ Peter Ustinov
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