On May 23, I’m celebrating my daughter’s birthday, and my grandson’s birthday. What are the chances that two of my loved ones would be born on the same day?

Oops! There are no chances with God.

I can remember the day Monica was born—three weeks early. Imagine my surprise when my water broke. I was completely unprepared, but my delivery went well and she arrived perfect in every way.

Fast forward 28 years. Noah was born and he, too, was perfect in every way.

There is just something about watching a child being born, watching the miracle of creation. Can you imagine how God feels every time a child is born?

Jeremiah 1:8 says, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you.” God formed each of us individually, with no two people exactly alike. Currently there are over 7.4 billion people on the planet. Imagine the power and creativity of God!

Psalm 139:16 says, “Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” As a novice writer, I like to visualize a gigantic book, yellowed with age, with my name and days memorialized by God.

This weekend I celebrate my loved ones, just as I’m sure God celebrates them too. I give thanks to God for my daughter and grandson, for their unique personality, and for the individual walk they will have for and with God.