{"id":15235,"date":"2025-07-01T07:26:32","date_gmt":"2025-07-01T07:26:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thenewsnow.org\/?p=15235"},"modified":"2025-07-01T07:26:32","modified_gmt":"2025-07-01T07:26:32","slug":"a-heart-full-of-gratitude-my-61st-birthday-reflection","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thenewsnow.org\/index.php\/2025\/07\/01\/a-heart-full-of-gratitude-my-61st-birthday-reflection\/","title":{"rendered":"A Heart Full of Gratitude, My 61st Birthday Reflection"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>By: &#8216;dayo Adedayo<\/b><\/p>\n<p>B\u00ed \u1ecdm\u1ecdd\u00e9 \u00f2 k\u00fa, \u00e0gb\u00e0 n\u00ed d\u00e0.<br \/>\n(If a child does not die young, they will live to grow old.)<\/p>\n<p>As I stand on the threshold of my 61st year, I bow my head in reverence, not for what I have achieved, but for what I have survived.<\/p>\n<p>For what I have been given.<\/p>\n<p>For what I have become.<\/p>\n<p>Ol\u00fawa, mo d\u00fap\u1eb9\u0301. Lord, I thank You, for Your mercies that endure forever and Your grace that keeps showing up, uninvited, yet always right on time.<\/p>\n<p>When I cast my mind back to the origin of my journey, I cannot help but marvel.<\/p>\n<p>That single victorious sperm, mine, swam against millions to fertilise life. From that miraculous moment, You have preserved me.<\/p>\n<p>Born in the 1960s, when infant mortality was a silent thief in the night, You kept me safe.<\/p>\n<p>Through the perilous birth canal, less than five inches long but lined with stories of lives never lived, You carried me.<\/p>\n<p>When medicine was basic and diseases common, You chose to shield me.<\/p>\n<p>As a crawling toddler grabbing everything in sight and putting it in my mouth, You kept me from poison and peril.<\/p>\n<p>When I stood on wobbly legs and uttered my first words, You were already my silent Guardian.<\/p>\n<p>At age seven, I lost my father, our breadwinner. That loss could have broken me, but You, O Lord, held me together. You&#8217;ve been my pillar since then. Through every storm, in every silent night, You whispered strength into my soul.<\/p>\n<p>You sent me friends who became family.<\/p>\n<p>You blessed me with destiny helpers who walked with me across continents.<\/p>\n<p>At a time when I lived more in the sky than on land, flying local and international for my daily bread, Your arms never failed to carry me.<\/p>\n<p>I look at my children, my very blood, and I see perfection. No health scares, no mental anguish. Just divine gifts from a loving Father. How can I thank You enough?<\/p>\n<p>Even in my mistakes, my sins, my failings as a man among men, You poured mercy over judgment.<\/p>\n<p>At sixty-one, I am healthy, whole, and hearty. No ailment holds me hostage. While men my age count pills, I count blessings. What more can I render but praise?<\/p>\n<p>M\u00e9l\u00f2 ni k\u00edn k\u00e0, n\u00edn\u00fa ore t\u00ed B\u00e0b\u00e1 \u1e63e?<br \/>\nHow can I ever count the blessings the Father has given me?<\/p>\n<p>To my mother, widowed for 54 years, thank you for embodying strength.<\/p>\n<p>To my siblings, family from both sides, and all my fans, thank you for being part of this journey.<\/p>\n<p>To my dearest friends, my inner caucus, who kept me grounded, focused, and joyful, you are more than friends. You are the fabric of my becoming.<\/p>\n<p>To my ex-wife, I say thank you. Thank you for nurturing my first fruits with love and wisdom. Though paths diverged, respect remains. I will always be grateful for the role fate allowed us to play in each other&#8217;s lives.<\/p>\n<p>To my wife, thank you for restoring balance and peace. For the two beautiful souls you&#8217;ve given me. They are laughter in my days and light in my nights. I pray to grow old enough to witness their own joys, their weddings, and their children.<\/p>\n<p>To my clients and readers: every book you bought, every image you admired, you put food on my table. You gave meaning to my work. Thank you for believing in my vision.<\/p>\n<p>Sixty was magical. I saw the world like never before.<\/p>\n<p>At sixty-one, I want to show the world my country like never before. Nigeria, in all her raw beauty and hidden grace.<\/p>\n<p>And now, as I breathe in the quiet grace of 61 years&#8230; I am 61 years of purpose, grace, battles, victories, falls, risings, and stories.<br \/>\nBut inside me still lives the soul of an eighteen-year-old, curious, adventurous, loving, full of dreams and mischief.<\/p>\n<p>I do not count candles, I count mercies.<\/p>\n<p>I do not chase applause, I cherish presence.<\/p>\n<p>I do not boast in years, I marvel at the God who carried me through them all.<\/p>\n<p>To everyone who walked with me, in the shadows of lack or the sunlight of success, thank you for being part of my becoming.<\/p>\n<p>You may never know the depth of your impact, but I carry you in the warm corners of my heart.<\/p>\n<p>And to You, my Father in heaven, the One who saw me before I was formed, who shielded me when I was helpless, who lifted me when I was low, I lay this life at Your feet. Every breath, every step, every heartbeat is a testimony of Your unwavering love.<\/p>\n<p>If I had a thousand tongues, they would still not be enough.<\/p>\n<p>If I had a thousand lifetimes, I would spend them all saying thank You.<\/p>\n<p>Happy 61st Birthday to me, a man graced beyond measure, walking in light, with joy as his companion and gratitude as his song.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By: &#8216;dayo Adedayo B\u00ed \u1ecdm\u1ecdd\u00e9 \u00f2 k\u00fa, \u00e0gb\u00e0 n\u00ed d\u00e0. 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