There is a fascination with those places we’ve never seen but have heard much about. Those locations spark our imagination and become the places of dreams.
For four-year-olds, space and becoming an astronaut looms as the ultimate fantasy. Space, the final exploration.
Thank you, Captain Kirk.
Beck and River were enchanted with an indoor space-themed playground, where the imaginations of children can soar. Celebrating together made it all the more fun–adults don’t ever act as exuberantly as children do over these types of play areas.
Birthday celebrations are supposed to be times of joy and memory-making of the highest caliber, honoring an individual for their presence in our lives, their space in this world.
We’re not always good at celebrating others, not just birthday celebrations but everyday encouragements that remind each of us that we are seen, known, and valued. In a world where appearance means more than substance, it’s easy to care more about what others think of us than making the effort to care about others–without expecting anything in return.
The apostle Paul wrote a remarkable letter to the church in Philippi, the first Christian church in Europe. What’s unusual is that he was in prison in Rome when he wrote it; it was partly a thank you for all their assistance during his ministry and also an encouragement for personal humility so they’d get along better.
“If you’ve gotten anything at all out of following Christ, if His love has made any difference in your life, if being in a community of the Spirit means anything to you, if you have a heart, if you care–then do me a favor: agree with each other, love each other, be deep-spirited friends.” Philippians 2:1-3
What the Philippians experienced was similar to the challenges we have today. People wanting to be first and best, striving for recognition at the expense of others. What Paul taught was what he’d learned from Jesus–love others and consider others as better than ourselves.
Learning to unselfishly celebrate others with a lavish sense of grace and joy.
Beck enjoyed his special day. His parents celebrate him every day as their heart’s joy.
God celebrates us in the same way, with joy at who we are because He created each of us intentionally, with joy and delight. He sees us, with all our flaws and mistakes and chooses to love us. In Jesus.
When was the last time you felt truly celebrated?