Birthdays and Gratitude…
It was my birthday on the 1st of July and I woke up feeling like an ungrateful wench. I think I muttered a brief prayer of thanksgiving, but that was all. I wasn’t angry (I think), but I know I wasn’t exactly overjoyed. I just wanted to stay in bed, watch Tv and have the day go by quickly. I didn’t even go to church, even though I told my mother that I did. By 7:00am, I got a call from the Workers Care department of my church. Turns out that all leaders in church get a cake on their…
