Birthday cake

Since I was two, I have had a birthday cake always on my birthday. Sometimes, I ended up blowing candles three, or four times within my birthday week among different groups of friends. That was good time. However, I hardly had a chance to blow candles on the birthday cake lately. First of all, people did not know about me much since I moved to VA. I hardly had a chance to go out to start friendship with anyone since my in laws have moved in with us. Finally, I did not want to get older from a couple of years ago.
My dad always told me a story why I have gotten my birthday cake specially and always. My grandparents lived with my family because my dad was the first son. (It is a custom in Korea.) After I started talking around one years old, I noticed myself that whenever birthday came, I wanted to sing "happy birthday" song with a cake and candles. My dad was too busy to remember when I turned to two, came back home with empty hands. Guess what he had to do? He was kicked out from home to buy a cake. My grandma made him. He could not find a bakery that still opened at that night, so he literally went to the door behind and begged them to sell a cake. Since that time, I have had my birthday cake always. When I still lived my parents, my dad repeated this story over and over to make sure that I get my birthday cake. So, I bought a birthday cake for myself today for tomorrow. Because tomorrow is Sunday, I will not have time to buy one or even blow candles after I am done with everything at church. So, I will sing the song tomorrow morning before I leave to the church and blow candles whether the family members will be awake or not, I will do it to honor my parents. My girls were teasing when I brought them to the bakery today that I bought my own birthday cake. I was feeling a little bit sad with self-pity but I bought it for my parents actually. I am sure if my dad is still alive, he must have asked me "did you have a birthday cake?" so, here I am that I bought a cake for myself to tell him that I did have a cake.
March is not my favorite month at all with mood swings, spring tiredness, lethargy, etc. However, I am deeply grateful to be born on this earth, especially in my family underneath my dear parents who deeply have loved me, and let me accepted Jesus as my Savior.

Even though I do not like to get older, I will still have my birthday cake whether with someone, or by myself. 

Being a Professional

While I was watching the super bowl, I could distinguish among players who are "professional" and "non professional" through their faces. Well, all of them are pro foot ball players but I still could distinguish who were more "pro" than the others by their attitudes, eyes, and even their smiles.
I have thought about "living life as a pro....". We give people titles as "professional" or "armature" by people's positions. It is also different from "full time employee" or "part time". Not only hours of working, but also their abilities, resource, education, even attitude are elements to distinguish between them. I thought, how about myself? Am I a pro anything? I could say, I am a professional conductor. What else? How about a professional Christian? What makes being professional? If you learn how to play piano for more than 20 years, you become almost a professional. It depends on how much you practice and put your effort in it. I know we can not say "professional Christians". We could say "real Christians". Then, who are the real Christians? However, the word "professional" still convicts me on this matter. I accepted Jesus as my Savior when I was ten. Then, I am more than 30 years experienced to be a christian. Think about that you work for one job for 30 years. You must have become a professional on that job at least.

I just thought about it and want to live as a pro-Christian. How about you? wondering how I could be one; maybe I need to ask the one who showed us how to; Jesus. "Living like Jesus" must have been the answer. Maybe...because of the obvious answer, we hardly become pro. Why is it so hard? maybe...it is our eternal goal in our lives on earth.