
Today is Mark's birthday. Thirty-three years old! Wow, Mark, now you are the age Jesus was when He was crucified. It puts it into perspective, doesn't it? He was just a young man.
I confess that I hoped you were a girl when I first learned that we were expecting you. But you never made me sorry after you were born. You brought so much joy into our lives. It was difficult to keep a straight face when punishment became necessary because even then you would make me laugh.
I used to think you and your brother hated each other. You fought so much. You DID have a way of getting under his skin. He was so serious and studious and you were anything but. Your dad always tried to assure me that you guys were just being boys. But now you guys seem to be such great friends! To me, it's wonderious.
The greatest thing of all is what God has made of your life. You married such a fine young woman. Given us three beautiful grandchildren. And you've turned out to be such a caring, loving person. A pastor who truly has a pastor's heart.
We are so proud of you, Son. Happy birthday.
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