Our little girl who has always preferred intimate gatherings changed her tune this year and asked if she could invite *all* of her friends for a birthday hot-dog-roasting-s’more-toasting-hymn-singing bonfire.
And Mom and Dad said, “It is good.”

*All* of her friends could not make it, but *almost* all of her church friends did! Church friends, the best neighbor friends ever, and Grampa and Nonna all turned out on the Back Forty to celebrate our girl.
Though I probably should have, I did not consider how musical our little Selah would be when we named her after the word in Psalms that means “to pause and consider” after a particularly powerful set of verses meant to be put to music. We have seen her beginning to blossom in her musical talent in the last few years, but this year she has taken to reading through hymnals like one normally reads through books. She has a towering pile of selected hymnals and poetry books next to her bed, and her favorite winding down ritual is to read through them by night light. She is drawn to the piano like Saul to David’s harp and our home is rarely free from the sound of chords drifting throughout.
So when she desired to make a bonfire, roast hot dogs and s’mores, and sing hymns with her friends, it did seem like the perfect way to step into her teenage years.
The weather was looking like it would be perfect until the wind picked up in torrents. And, as we all know, wind + bonfire = no bueno in Colorado. People arrived and not only was the wind fierce, but the sky was threatening. Selah wanted to play ultimate tag the first hour or so, so the kids braved the wind until the sun finally came out and….IT STARTED TO RAIN. Yes, folks, that’s right. It started to rain as soon as the sun came out.

Thankfully, when it came close to dinnertime, the wind had mostly entirely settled and the rain had beautifully dampened the ground as an extra measure of fire control.
Selah’s daddy had just recently built this bonfire pit with rocks he dug up around the property. The pit is perfect, but the fire was a *tad* hot. So although I’m not sure any of us made it to the end of the night with our eyebrows intact, we did eventually get those hot dogs roasted and into our bellies.

Once dinner was over, we gathered around the simmering fire and sang the four hymns that Selah had carefully selected. Day by Day, How Great Thou Art, Nearer my God to Thee, and Abide with Me.
And as our hearts and voices lifted to the heavens, our eyes too were drawn upward to the beauty of our Creator’s magnificent creation. As we sang of the birds singing sweetly in the trees during “How Great Thou Art,” huge flocks of birds (see them in the upper right photo below??) literally danced through the skies joining in the chorus with us. We had the birds and the lofty mountain grandeur and the gentle breeze. The moon was smiling down on us and a deer even pranced his way near the cattails after drinking from the pond. Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to thee: How great thou art! How great thou art!

By the time we were finished singing, the fire had died down to the *perfect* glowing embers–literally the best way to roast s’mores. I turned around to get the s’more fixings, and when I turned back towards the fire, it was RAGING. The children thought it would be a good idea to throw new sticks on the fire so we could apparently singe our eyelashes off as well.

After a night of lifting our voices to God, he echoed back this refrain:

We thank God for our girl, and how he made her, and for this group of friends and family who made her night so special.
Her actually birthday began with French Toast, family, and a UTV ride. Her wish was to (surprise, surprise) be singing a hymn the MOMENT she turned 13, which was 12:07 pm our time since she was born at 11:07 am PST. So we were all singing “Day by Day” as the clock struck teenager.

Her birthday fell on a Wednesday, which is my kids’ favorite day to have a birthday because you get the entire day to play and THEN you get to be at church for the evening. Selah has been working on accompanying about once a month during our Wednesday evening prayer meetings, and it worked out for her to get to play on her birthday. She selected “What Think Ye of Christ?” and played beautifully while we all sang.

Happy birthday to our teenager, whose voice and heart minister to the Lord and so many of us who have the joy of knowing her. Happy, happy birthday, our darling Selah B!


































































































