A Sign of the Time

I am a Sagittarian. A few days ago I just turned a new number up on my list of years of service, three score and four. I am wondering if my warranty has expired yet. Doesn’t matter, the people who made me are already gone so now I am in the Designer’s hands. He is still around as far as I can tell. This is a special time of the year for Him. He created a very special edition about 2000 years ago, probably his best ever. His name was Jesus and He could be a Capricorn, but maybe not. We don’t know His real birth date. It is just the time of year we celebrate.

I know Wise men of the day believed in signs, like a star in the east. I have no idea if they tied birthdays to the Zodiac. Maybe they used zodiac signs to start cross gender conversations at watering holes on their journey. How old is the Zodiac anyway?

The recall time on Jesus was a bit short. Thirty some years I have been told. There was nothing wrong with his original design. He had just finished the work He was designed to do. Heaven knows we could use another issue of His perfect design and a lot of folks are expecting a return. We have been told to watch for the signs.

Me? I just think my work isn’t done here yet. So what’s normal, the old Three score and ten or perhaps four score and ten? I can’t bother to worry about that. I still see a lot of work ahead so I’ll let the Master pick the time.

For now it is happy birthday me and soon, happy birthday Jesus, we both have good signs.