I have loads of great memories of past Halloweens. But the best one is of a “Dance Party” our family performed for my mom on her birthday. Dressed in silly wigs, glasses and hats, we shucked and jived through the kitchen while she watched from the adjoining room. I’m so grateful we recorded it; her delightful laughter is audible in the background.
In remembrance of JinJan, who was sweeter than a bag full of treats—and to share why she shone brighter than a jack-o’-lantern—I’m reposting a perfectly timed analogy of what gave my mom even greater joy than the silly antics of that particular birthday.
Happy Heavenly Birthday, Mom. We love you and miss you.
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!” 2 Corinthians 5:17
What Does It Mean To Be Made New?
by Liz Curtis Higgs (Reposted with permission. Original post found HERE)
When this Former Bad Girl received Christ, you can imagine what my coworkers thought when I danced out the door on a Friday afternoon shouting, “Party!” and then strolled in Monday morning saying, “Praise the Lord, I’ve been baptized!”
Did they notice? Oh, baby.
As spring turned into summer, I soared and stumbled along my new walk with Christ, watched carefully by my coworkers, who were curious about the changes they were seeing.
One October day, our receptionist asked me, “Liz, what does it mean to be a Christian?”
Uh-oh. The most important question ever. Did I have an answer at the ready? I did not. Desperately looking around for inspiration, I saw a ceramic pumpkin on display and stammered, “Oh, Alice, it’s just like being a pumpkin.”
“Really?” she asked. “What do you mean by that?”
Friend, I had no idea what I meant. After silently pleading for the Lord to make sense of my nonsense, I said, “Well, God chooses us out of the pumpkin patch of life.” Whew.
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