Tag: creative
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The Gift of the Hummingbird: Love Never Ends
It’s almost that time of year again—hummingbird season. I recently felt inspired to put my love for these precious creatures to paper, and I ended up with two very different pieces of artwork. I love the feeling I get when I see my very first hummingbird of the year. They will usually show up right…
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The Gift of Letting Go: If Pink Were a Person (Part II)
If pink were a person, I imagine she would be full of love, full of peace, and of course, she’d be very, very beautiful. What is it that makes someone beautiful? It’s more than just well formed molecules; true beauty is about surrender. It’s about letting go of others’ expectations or even your own and…
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The Gift of Freedom: Why Caged Birds Still Sing (Part II)
What’s caging you right now? Anxiety, depression, heartbreak, illness, poverty, maybe a failing marriage, or even children? Freedom is not a physical place or circumstance but rather a state of being we create. It’s part of nature to use our God-given gifts to bring ourselves and those around us joy. We as humans forget this…
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The Gift of These Flowers: Created With Purpose
Created with purpose— indeed we are. Every person, every animal, every flower and star. . Created on purpose by a God who is love. Created to glorify our God above. . Thank God for these flowers; they remind me I’m known. They remind me I’ll never have to live my life alone. . These flowers…
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The Gift of My Angel
It was one of those days I just needed someone, someone who had been away for far too long—Ms. Angel, a dear coworker, a dear friend who broke her wing and had taken two months to recover. She would finally be returning by the end of that week, but Friday just couldn’t come soon enough.…
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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 Color
My all time favorite question to ask someone has always been “What’s your favorite color?” Someone’s favorite color says so much about them. I have the hardest time choosing just one, and I used to really dislike that about myself. I’ve learned to love and accept that little quirk. Maybe, it’s the artist in me.…
