Sunday Scriptures — No Greater Gift


by Sandy Kirby Quandt

Today is my brother-in-law, Chief’s, birthday, and for the past who-knows-how-many-years I’ve given him the same gift — one of those small square calendars that sit on your desk where you pull each page off to get to the next day.

Over the years I’ve wondered if I should keep getting him the same thing or if I should mix it up, and get something else.

Was he getting tired of the calendars?

Did he wish I’d get a little more creative in my gift giving?

Well, two years ago when I broke my hip the Saturday after Thanksgiving, I got my answer.

Because I had limited mobility and limited time to purchase Christmas gifts and mail them that year, unless I’d already bought their gift before Thanksgiving most everyone received gift cards. When I let Sissy know about the gift situation and she let Chief know, he asked if that meant he wouldn’t be getting his calendar. Aahh.

It almost killed me, and I’m not exaggerating here, to get my walker through the Barnes and Noble to pick out just the right calendar for my brother-in-law, but by gum, that’s exactly what I did.

Pilot volunteered to pick up a calendar to save me the exertion.


I told Pilot he would drive me to the store, drop me at the curb where I’d wait for him to assist me inside, stand with me in line, and pay for Chief’s present, but I was the one who would pick it out.

After I wrapped the calendar, Pilot got it to the post office in time for it to arrive before Chief’s birthday.

Two days ago we celebrated the birthday of our Savior and King. I have always found it interesting it was Jesus’ birthday, but we’re the ones who received the gift. While I may have thought the effort needed to purchase my brother-in-law’s gift would kill me, the gift Christ gives us did kill him. Literally.

We received the gift of salvation when Christ died on the cross of Calvary. No greater gift.

Just as Chief looks forward to the calendars I send him for his birthday, and tears off the pages day by day, as we turn the page to a new day every morning let’s thank Jesus for the magnificent gift he gives us.

Do you have a gift you look forward to receiving each year?

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The greatest love a person can show is to die for his friends.  You are my friends if you do what I command you. John 15:13-14 (NCV)

I wish you well.


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Six Decades


Happy Birthday to me. Cha-Cha-Cha.

Happy Birthday to me. Cha-Cha-Cha.

Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday.

Happy Birthday to me. Cha-Cha-Cha.

Welp. A day I wasn’t sure would ever happen, happened. Last week I celebrated my 60th birthday. Good golly, Miss Molly. I’m too young to be this old. 🙂

As a youngster, I looked at people in their sixties as ancient. Maybe that’s because every time we visited my grandparents when they were in their sixties and beyond, my mother told us, “This will probably be the last time you ever see them alive.”

Which wasn’t true.

They lived for several more decades. My dad’s the one who died at 62. And Mom’s 94.

Of course, today sixty isn’t ancient. It’s not even considered old in some circles. Two decades ago, however, Pie, loving son that he is, presented me with an unusual birthday cake…one shaped like a tombstone. (Maybe because he worked at a grocery store and the frozen, leftover Halloween cakes were half price? Who knows.)

Nevertheless, the cake was delicious. You just had to get past the black icing and inevitable black tinged lips.

Just like everyone else my life has its ups and downs. Good days and bad. Plans derailed. Dreams crushed. Pain endured. Incredible joy. Amazing adventures. Unbelievable blessings.

I have no idea what’s around the next corner. As Jimmy Buffet sings, if he knew what the future held, he might throw out his anchor. Refuse to go any further. Not gonna and you can’t make me.

But God…

God knows what’s ahead for me. For you. He knows the good plans he has for each of us. He’s already gone before us, been there, smoothed out the path, and worked everything out.

Our job is to make him proud. To complete the good works we were created to complete through Christ Jesus.

So embrace life and all it has to offer. Good and bad. Even if you are handed a birthday cake shaped like a tombstone, that doesn’t mean it’s the end. Eat the thing with gusto and don’t worry about the black tinged lips.

But life is worth nothing unless I use it for doing the work assigned me by the Lord Jesus—the work of telling others the Good News about God’s mighty kindness and love.

Acts 20:24

I wish you well.


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