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The Gift: Sensitivity is Your Superpower
I can vividly remember being a little girl and my mom singing— On top of spaghetti all covered with cheese, I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed. I began to cry, and a look of pure confusion spread across my mother’s face. “Why are you crying?” She asked. “The poor meatball!” I cried. Sensitive…
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The Gift of a Faith-Filled Morning
It all comes down to faith, doesn’t it? I wasn’t sure what God would have me write about, paint about that day, but I had faith He would show me. As I sat down that morning to read the last chapter of the book of Samuel, I soon realized faith was the very thing God…
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The Gift of God’s Love
And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God and God in them. (1 John 4:16) The best advice I could probably ever give someone is to learn how to see people through the lens of Christ, through a “love-tinted glass”…
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The Gift of His Footsteps
Man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps. (Proverbs 16:9) Planning is pretty much second nature to me. It’s in my DNA; I plan; I prepare, and I get things done. I had a thought recently, though. The most wonderful things in my life are things I didn’t plan for; they are the…
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The Gift of a Heart-Shaped Keychain
Some time ago, I ordered myself a heart-shaped keychain. I needed something to identify my keys, something with my name on it. Each of the keys are for something different, but they are all my keys. In a way, God is a lot like a keychain full of keys. He is the key to peace;…
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The Gift of the Trial
Count it all joy when you face trials of various kinds, for you know that testing of your faith produces steadfastness, and let steadfastness have its full effect so that you may be lacking in nothing. (James 1:2-4) My father will always be my hero. He was a gambler; he had been gambling since he…
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The Gift of Change: Melting an Ice Cold Heart
The other day, I was filling up my water bottle with ice and noticed some of my ice cubes had began to clump together. I picked up a chunk and realized it couldn’t possibly fit in my bottle. “It just needs to melt a little bit.” I told myself. As I looked at it, I…
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The Gift of Your Glow
Lately I’ve been on a sunless tanning journey. When I realized my old foundation powder no longer matched my skin tone, I decided to make a trip to the makeup store. I quickly grabbed a couple of shades of powder and made a beeline to the first employee I saw who wasn’t already helping someone—a…
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The Gift of a Grain
Currently listening to “Oceans” by Hillsong United God, Your thoughts about me are precious. They cannot be numbered! If I could count them, they would be more than all the grains of sand. (Psalm 139:17-18) This photo is from one of my favorite little hiding places. Every time I would visit, no matter how hard…
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The Gift of Rejection
I often pray a particular prayer. “God please remove those who are not called to my life. God please keep me from wasting my time on someone or something that isn’t meant to be.” God has always been faithfully consistent in answering that prayer though it doesn’t always feel good. The truth is though I…
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