My December Birthday

It’s that time of the year…

The past two weeks we’ve celebrated Thanksgiving with Daniel’s family. We’ve tried to keep up with school work. We’ve had a band concert. All six children participated in a Christmas ballet, Immanuel, The Promise. We’ve decorated for Christmas. We’ve continued our music lessons. We’ve attended some very fun social events. We’ve enjoyed being a family. We’re reading a wonderful book at night called Jotham’s Journey – a precious advent story that leaves the children exclaiming, “PLEASE don’t stop reading! What happens next?!? I love reading good books together, especially at Christmas time!

Still to go… a piano recital, a choir concert, two Monday nights of gavel club, a family ball, our Christmas Eve service in which two of my daughters are dancing, and of course, Christmas Day!

I have not cleaned my house in two weeks. My desk is a mess. I need to go to the store. I’ve not done my yearly Christmas letter. I’ve not bought a single gift. I’ve not made a single Christmas cookie. I have, however, made a cake with Bethany for Jesus’s birthday party that our small group was suppose to have had tonight.

But we didn’t. No, instead, my husband pulled off a huge surprise party for my 40th birthday, which is coming up in just a few days. I was very blessed. Folks are busy in December and I certainly didn’t expect our annual Happy Birthday Jesus party to be a Happy Birthday, Tina party! Something about that just seems wrong but Daniel has assured me that Jesus is ok with it. My dear friend, Laura, insisted our small group party would be at her house and I was thrilled not to host after a full weekend of ballet! When I walked into her lovely home tonight, I first noticed a table full of beautiful food – not typical of our casual small group meetings. Before I could get my thoughts wrapped around the need for such a spread, many of my dearest friends in the world in unison exclaimed, “Happy Birthday!” Was I surprised? Yes, most definitely!

My in-laws and brother-in-law sent in poems and songs, a Jobe family tradition for special birthdays. My friends shared sweet memories and words that I will cherish as I enter this new decade. Thank you, sweet friends and family, for making my day special! I love you!

And Jesus, I have whined in the past about having a December birthday – the busiest month of the year; a month that is hard to find a day to celebrate me. Sounds pretty self-centered when I put it that way. Yet, having a December birthday is an honor. Christmas music plays. Storybooks lie on my table about your miraculous birth. Angels adorn my tree. Red and green are all around – reminders of the greatest gift ever given and everlasting life. And it is during this time, that I turn a year older. Thank you for my December birthday. And thank you, this year, for sharing your cake with me!


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6 Responses to “My December Birthday”

  1. Kassi Job Says:

    Happy Birthday, Tina!

    I can’t believe you have a December birthday…because I do too! LOL!

  2. Rebecca Says:

    YAY! I so wish I could’ve been there, but we are stilled stuck after arriving home Saturday night! I’m so glad it was a wonderful evening. You are so special and have touched the lives of so many! Happy Birthday!

  3. Boo Jobe Says:

    So beautiful!!! Now I can read things that you post!!! Our internet is back!!

  4. Christine Says:

    Happy Birthday! You have some special people in your life!

  5. Tina Says:

    Thank you everyone! Kassi, I should have known you’d have a December birthday? Could we have more in common?! 🙂

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