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Why Elisha's Birthday Should Always Be Celebrated

"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father's care. And even the very hairs of your head are all numberd. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. - Matthew 10:29-31"
Every birthday is a celebration. But Elisha's is not just a celebration. It's a remembrance and a reminder. A reminder of God's goodness, His power, His love.

Even until today, I can't help but get emotional whenever I remember the events of 2011. It's not just because of Elisha's birth but also because of the events leading up to it and those that came after it. It was hard to grasp at that time. It still is hard to grasp now. But one thing is for sure, when God gives us something, it is not so we would suffer. It is because He loves us so much that He wants us to grow in our faith and be a blessing to others.

True, I get reminded of God's goodness whenever I see Elisha. But events of recent times has made the magnitude of what He has done for me even more enormous. Hearing other people get in trouble because of the same "crime" that we had committed more than 2 years ago just make me realize the iron-clad protection that surrounded us at that time. It just makes me more thankful. It makes me feel more loved than I deserve. It has made me more compassionate especially to those people who were and still are in a similar situation. 

The moment I opened my eyes for the first time after Elisha was born, I realized that it was God who delivered me from the mess I found myself in. I was overwhelmed by the realization that God loves me so much and that He knows every inch of me. I couldn't even understand the magnanimity of it but I felt it, and I knew it was true. For according to His word, "even the very hairs of your head are all numbered." This verse will forever be engraved in my heart. 

So now and so long as our family exists, this day will always be a celebration of Elisha's birth and of God's unmatchable and unconditional love. I hope everyone will remember that. 




If you missed the blog that I wrote last year for Elisha's birthday, you can find it in the below link:

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