Here it is…the day you’ve waited four years for. February 29th–that extra day that keeps us up to date with the orbit of the earth around the sun.
That means you have an extra day to get caught up on those items you’ve been putting off, like going to the gym (remember that resolution?).
I guess you can just kick back and enjoy this extra 24 hour period. What do you mean your employer will frown on that notion. Maybe you need a realistic employer. I mean they can take advantage of this day too. Can’t they?
Anybody born on this date can only truly celebrate their birthday every four years. I think they age as much as the rest of us. Don’t quote me on that. I’m sure they don’t want that pointed out to anybody.
Even with this extra day February is still the shortest month of the year. Why did it get so short changed to begin with. Seems unfair to me. Not that February ever argued about it.
How did that first r get ever get placed in the month’s name anyway? We don’t bother using it in our speech. Apparently the extra letter makes up for the lack of days.
It would even be more complicated if this day occurred on a Wednesday. That’s a few extra letters every week. Eek gad!
Since this is considered a leap year then today is the leap day. All the kangaroos and frogs now have something to hop about. Do kangaroos go on a hop about?
I guess since most of the frogs in the northern hemisphere are still hibernating (no thanks to that woodchuck, I mean groundhog) they’ll sleep right through this day for leaping. What a waste of an extra day. Does their employer know about this laziness?
Seriously, why does our government choose this year every four years to hold a national election for president? I suppose if we have an extra day to throw away that’s as good an excuse as any.
Has anybody else noticed that this election is turning into more of a reality TV show than a battle for principals for our nation? God help us all.
Don’t be surprised when Texas uses its right to secede from the union after this one is up. Just a hunch.
Who do you wish you could have one more day with?
Last year at this time my siblings and I were preparing for my Mom’s memorial service. I gave a eulogy for us. One more day would be nice.
Martha and Mary thought their time with their little brother was done, until Jesus stepped back into their lives.
Poor Lazarus had to die twice. I wonder if it was easier the second time around.
Has Jesus stepped into your life in a profound way?
My Mom knows Jesus on a personal level. Yeah, you read that right. She isn’t past tense. She’s in the presence of Jesus as you read this.
One day I’ll be with them to continue our existence forever.
Where will you spend your eternity?
We all have a destiny that transcends our time on this earth. Where you go after you cross that portal of death is determined by how you treat Jesus.
Anything short of accepting Jesus as your Savior and your eternity will involve weeping and gnashing of teeth according to Jesus.
It won’t matter if you die on a date that comes around only once every four years or not.
You have this life to decide which destiny is yours. Smoking, or non-smoking?
Keep smiling. Wade
