Tomorrow (Friday) is a day loved by pranksters of all ages — it’s April Fool’s Day.

There are several definitions of the word “fool,” but none of the definitions I found on the Internet or in our office dictionary include the biblical definition of a fool. These sources say a fool is “a person who acts unwisely; a silly person.” King David, one of Israel’s greatest kings, said that “the fool hath said in his heart, There is no God.”

We have just celebrated a beautiful Easter weekend, and everywhere we look are the signs of new life returning to the earth — trees are budding, flowers are blooming, baby animals are romping in the grass, birds are singing, the days are getting longer and warmer, and even people are singing. With all of these marvelous things going on around us, how can anyone possibly believe there is no God?

As children we all enjoyed trying to trick our friends and family members on April Fool’s Day. But as adults, perhaps we would be wise and not foolish also to remember the words of the Apostle Paul: When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

As in all things, the choice is ours.

The months of March, April and May are big months for birthdays in our family. Birthdays always give us an opportunity to show those who are special to us that we are celebrating their lives, their special day.

One of the saddest things is to hear someone say “I’m not celebrating any more birthdays.” While they may not want to acknowledge that they have become another year older, do they really not want to have people telling them that they are special? Do they really not want to be fussed over, just a little bit for a little while? Most importantly, do they really not want to continue the life they have been given?

Probably most mean they just don’t want to admit they need another candle on the cake. But on the other hand there are many, many people who secretly hope that someone, anyone, will remember them in some way on their special day.

I don’t know if anyone ever really gets to the point where they don’t want to be remembered on their birthday. But sometimes, as we grow older, we lose the enthusiasm that youngsters have for birthdays. And sometimes children see far beyond their years at the aging process. When asked “What is a birthday,” these answers were given:

Susan, age 12 — Take my advice and ignore birthdays, unless you want to end up old and wrinkled.

David, age 7 — My dad always gets money for his birthday. He’s very rich and my Mom takes it away from him.

Nicholas, age 10 — About the birthday longest ago that I can remember is when I was 7 and that wasn’t very long ago. I got about fifteen presents then and everyone loved me, now look at me. I used to have parties with lots of people there, but now I can only invite a couple of friends over and we go to McDonalds or somewhere.

Sara, age 11 — My grandmother’s birthday is a birthday with presents but without numbers.

David, age 7 — When you die you don’t have birthdays.

Agnes, age 15 — The first sign of growing old is needing a pair of glasses, which reveals the second and third signs: the first wrinkle and the first white hair. The fourth sign is the thirtieth birthday.

Thought for the week — And in the end it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years. ~ Abraham Lincoln

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