Every year on my son’s birthday, I dress him up in one of my husband’s old work shirts and take his picture. I slip the picture into a special album, along with a note about the things he’s accomplished that year. I can then flip through the album to see how much he’s grown. (Yes, it is a cool idea, and I totally stole it from Oprah.) I could stare at those pictures for hours! I love the way he wears the shirt a little better each year. And I wonder if God sees us that way. Does He take a spiritual snapshot of me each year on my birthday and compare it to a picture of Jesus? Do I look more ... Read the Post