Bloghardt's Reflector

In the name of Jesus. Amen. Six. Six is an imperfect number. Three sixes, well everyone knows that's bad. Everyone knows about seven – seven is God's number! Six just doesn't cut it. It's just not perfect.

Except today. Six is just perfect to me today.  Sophia turns six years old today. She wasn't supposed to be one – let alone six. If she makes it to seven, that'll be perfect too. But, today, six will work just fine.

She's like every six year old. She's lost a few teeth. She plays tee-ball and graduated from Kindergarten.

But, unlike most six year-olds, she has a barge named after her. Some people wait their whole lives and never get a ship named after them! Sophia's already been there and done that... 

Now Sophia won't know she turned six. She doesn't get that sort of thing. She doesn't need a birthday to be happy anyway. She's happy all the time!

To Sophia, every day seems like her birthday – or some special day – for her to explore the world. Every day is gift from God for her shimmy along the couch, walking from chair to chair, or an opportunity to give her hand to someone walking by.  Take her hand and she's on her way! That's the way she rolls – sometimes literally – through her life.