This year has been my Jesus year, my age 33 year. My mom always jokingly said to family friends when they turned 33 that Jesus, at age 33, completed his life’s work, turned water into wine, walked on water, and raised from the dead – what are you going to do this year?
So, I prepared myself for my own Jesus year, though it was far down the road when I first started considering it. As of today, I have walked on Water Street, and I have walked on a glacier, which is, in fact, water. I helped my Opa create wine from grapes we picked (on the side of the road, in fact, quite possibly somewhat illegally, now that I consider it), and I created a chemical compound structure for water and turned it into the one for alcohol. And I brought back to life the dead border to my now-husband’s back patio by tilling the soil and planting a beautiful and blooming garden that lives to this day, and – now, this is the biggest one of them all and the one at which I still am amazed and for which shall be forever grateful and in awe of my capacity to do it – I made and birthed a baby girl, our daughter. God’s hand was certainly in all of these, and it was through Him that I did any of them. And this is especially so with the last of them.
So, here I end my Jesus year, and in complete gratitude for these awesome and blessed 33 years.
Thank you, God. May you grant me ever-growing love and many, many more blessed years with my beautiful family. Thank you for everything. Please, heal me and my family, make my husband and my daughter and me well, and keep us safe. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2025
hannah ananas 