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The Gift of Poetry: Find Me on Fiverr
The other day a coworker asked me to write a poem for her daughter’s 13th birthday. If you know me, you know I’m passionate about poetry. I remember writing my very first poem; I was seven years old expressing my love for ice cream and it’s many flavors. My passion for poetry carried over into…
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The Gift of Things Made New
I can’t help but feel as if the drought this autumn was God trying to communicate a message—when we resist the storm, we resist change; when we resist change, we resist God’s greatest good for our lives. The drought kept us in a perpetual state between summer and autumn; the drought kept us from change.…
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The Gift of the Final Step: Confessions of a Faithfully Flawed Female
There’s a lot that goes into our relationship with God—there’s prayer, Bible study, church, fellowship, serving. The final step though, ironically, is more important than all of these steps. It is in fact the most important step. The final step in our walk with Christ is coming to terms with the fact that no matter…
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The Gift of Celebration
There’s something that I need from you, the Lord whispered in my ear. I need you to set your pain aside and fill your heart with cheer. . Cheer? I scoffed. For what? I have nothing left to give. Some days it’s difficult even just to live. . That’s when He reminded me of an…
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The Gift of Autumn
A follower of my blog recently suggested that I give free verse poetry a try. If you know me, you know I’m not big on change. For several weeks I reluctantly kept repeating the same structure of my poems without giving much thought to trying anything new. There’s nothing wrong with the way I write…
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The Gift of a Tranquil Heart
A tranquil heart gives life to the flesh. (Proverbs 14:29) I asked the Lord to perfect my heart however He saw fit. He told me I needed to learn tranquility and then live in it. . What does it mean to be tranquil? I asked, eager to learn His ways. The tranquil heart doesn’t resist…
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The Gift of an Eight Legged Artist
God had something to tell me on that perfect sunny day. So I made my way into the forest to hear what He had to say. . Birds were singing, leaves were rustling, and the sun warmed up my face. My heart began to beat faster as I sped up my pace. . Slow down,…
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The Gift of Green Leaves
There was something magical about standing there beneath the canopy of bright green leaves. They were so vivid, so green. Green is a very positive color for a leaf; the green pigment in the leaves, chlorophyll, absorbs sunlight and uses it to make food. Those green leaves will very soon turn gold and brown as…
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The Gift of Unity: Created For One Primary Purpose
I recently purchased a blouse displaying a beautiful array of colors, primary colors specifically. This blouse inspired my latest painting project in which I decided I would use only primary colors. Primary colors were created by God for a purpose—to produce other colors, to produce the rainbow. The Body of Christ, like primary colors, were…
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The Gift of a God Who Loves Color
Our God is an artist; He created color for me and you. I’m grateful our God is a lover of color because I love color too. . Primary colors are simple— red, yellow, blue. All colors are beautiful no matter the hue. . Soft colors are mesmerizing like the sea and the sky. Bright colors…
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