Dear Sister, your birthday is a very important time.
It is the day that Satan once again stops Jesus from calling you to His side for yet another year
That time you were driving and you hit that patch of black ice but
somehow recovered the wheel? Who's fault was that?
Satan!
Last year when you had that unfortunate bout of Scabies and thought you were going to die but didn't? Who's fault was that?
Satan!
Yes, yes, YES! Satan has been in the way of the clarion call of Jesus Christ Himself summoning you into His sight.
I have no doubt, NO DOUBT that Jesus has been sending you opportunities to come unto Him: remember that dog that looked at you like you were a large Ham? If Satan had not been plying his dirty trade your Earthly body could have been Pedigree Chum and you would have been on Jesus' knee, being hugged and cuddle-loved (but not in a bad way, more like that of a friendly Uncle) by the Big Man Himself.
Beware Satan and pray that the next Health and Safety Officer passes you by without a word and that dangling uninsulated electrical cable you see hanging from the rafters with Jesus' finger prints on it will have you winging your way to Him in no time.
YIC