Celebrating birthdays is a pagan custom. Knowing a person's age is useful for all sorts of reasons, but if you're going to tell me I don't appreciate someone because I didn't remember their birthday, or didn't buy them a gift or a card, that is absolutely preposterous! And I'm not writing this because I happen not to do any of those things. Quite the contrary.
I've actually forgotten my own birthday though, my 21st to be exact. All these people barged into my apartment with beers in their hands looking at me with gleaming eyes and I thought they were crazy! I also happened to be addicted to WoW during that time, but eh! It's still so silly to me though. I never really gave my own birthday any special weight, only when I think about being a Gemini. And that's just for my own entertainment. Like I said, birthdays are as pagan as astrology. I'm sure it's hard for you to believe, but I literally thank God every single day for all my blessings, even if it's only once, for two seconds, while making a right turn at some intersection.
Shouldn't people be more convinced by gifts, and actions of love and appreciation when they are given on random days? What about every day? I can't say I would enjoy that though. It's called smothering and it can get annoying, but at least I know true love is there. My muslim friends always remind me that their religion is an every day endeavor, while Christians only remember their faith on Sunday. I'm sure that isn't the case for a true Christian, but I can't deny that I'm too selfish (lazy) to pray five times a day.
The same thing goes for Christmas gifts, Mother's Day, Father's Day, Valentine's Day, anniversaries, et cetera!
And THAT is why nobody got a Christmas gift this year!
"What have you done for me lately?"
Friday, February 6, 2009
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