Happy St. Patrick’s Day For many, today is associated with green, celebrations, and the idea of luck. But at its core, St. Patrick’s Day honors the life of a man who lived with deep faith, resilience, and purpose. St. Patrick was not Irish by birth. He was taken as a slave, endured hardship, and later returned to the very place of his suffering to serve, teach, and lead. His life represents forgiveness, obedience to calling, and the courage to stand firm in faith regardless of circumstances. This day reflects transformation, perseverance, and a life lived with intention. I will be honest, for a long time I did not fully understand what this day stood for either. But when I look at it through that lens, it becomes less about luck and more about purpose. That is what makes this day especially meaningful for our family. Nineteen years ago today, we experienced two life-changing moments at once. Our second daughter was beginning her marriage, and our oldest grandson was entering the world. We had poured ourselves into that wedding at the Old Red Courthouse overlooking the Grassy Knoll in Dallas. Every detail was done by hand with care and intention. By the time it all came together, even the event coordinator asked for a business card because he had never seen it look so well done. While that was unfolding, my husband was at the hospital, welcoming our grandson into the world, while I stepped fully into my role as mother of the bride, making sure everything was in place. In a moment that could never have been planned, but was perfectly timed, our grandson was born just as Krystal began walking down the aisle with my dad. Two milestones. One day. Not luck. Purpose. That is what this day represents to me now. Not chance, but the steady hand of God working through moments that matter. Happy Anniversary, Krystal and Brent. Happy Birthday, Carson Dean. And Happy St. Patrick’s Day.