Today is my 34th birthday and I’m not dead. I’m happy. Not happy in the sense that “any day that you’re alive is better than the alternative.” Though, that’s a pretty good reason to be happy.
No I’m happy in the “whew, I made it past that barrier.” What barrier you may or may not ask, but I’ll answer anyway.
The Jesus Barrier.
Jesus died at the age of 33. I didn’t, so whew, I made it.
And no, I’m not better than Jesus. In fact He was SO good that He accomplished everything He was sent to do in 33 years.
Honestly I figure that if I’m 1/3 the man that Jesus is/was then I’ll have to live to 99 years of age to fulfill my mission or destiny. That works for me… since I’m not dead and have a lot of life left to live and loads of alliterations to list.
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