Tomorrow, November 2nd, is my Granddaddy's 76th birthday. It will undoubtedly be the most splendid and beautiful birthday of his life. There will be a lot of family there with him, family he has not seen in years! But there will be no cake or ice cream. There will be no presents. There won't even be "Happy Birthday" sung to him. He won't be the guest of honor. As a matter of fact, no one will probably even acknowledge that it is his birthday.
But nonetheless, it will undoubtedly be the most splendid and beautiful birthday of his life. Why? Because for the first time in 76 years, my Granddaddy will experience his birthday with his Savior, Jesus Christ. His birthday will not be any different than any other day in heaven. Because each day in heaven is splendid and beautiful because each day is spent beholding more and more of the glory of the Lamb of God, slain from before the foundation of the world.
And so while we as his family--wife, brothers and sisters, sons, daughters, and grandchildren--will remember his birthday with sadness and longing because this is the first of his birthdays we will not get to celebrate with him, it will be the best and most beautiful birthday of his life. And for that, there is great cause for rejoicing, even in the midst of sorrow.
I love you Granddaddy! Happy Birthday! I'll see you again one day.