In one of my previous posts, I talked about getting older and age being, not just a number.
Since belated is used with birthdays, I decided to talk about birthdays — that was until I checked the definition and I was embarrassed at how I have abused that word.
It means “delayed”.
So all the times I thought I was doing something extra by adding belated to birthday 🎊 messages, I have in essence being saying “Happy delayed birthday” ?!😳🙄
I know I’m a character. But this? I don’t know what to think. (Lord, let it not be aging. Amen. )
In my defence though, belated sounds cute. Like an extra, double whammy happy, to a birthday.
Speaking of birthdays. Having birthdays was fun, when we were adolescents and early teens.
We couldn’t wait to be grownups. Now we are, and some of us wish we weren’t. Because there are lots of things that are still belated, in goals and achievements.
Some of us could do without the reminder of one more year gone by, without something befitting our age, to boast of.
Quite disheartening.
I felt bad when someone asked me when, I was going to have a birthday party. I felt bad but I tried to laugh it off. I spoke a word of faith concerning the matter. And I’m believing God for a miracle.
What are your delays and what are you doing about them?
One of mine is using this blog as my voice, since I don’t seem to have many people seeking my opinion. I wish I had began earlier.
So many things that could have been done earlier, but haven’t began.
But with God nothing shall be impossible.
I believe that word.
Shalom. 🌎
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