Tag: creativity
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The Gift of Loving Lavender
I have a closet full of bright, bold colors; they have always made me feel alive and confident. As I was getting ready for church one morning recently, I noticed a sweater at the back of my closet for the first time in a long time—soft, delicate, and lavender with flowers on it. I remembered…
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The Gift of God’s Fingerprint
I added a song to my worship playlist recently, and I’m loving it! “Fingerprints” by Abi Bennett. You gave Your life; now I am fully alive. You spoke Your truth and tore down all my walls. My life has the fingerprints of Christ. Be magnified through me. The lyrics to this song inspired me to…
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The Gift of God’s Secret Garden
I know a place inside my soul with every flower in bloom. It’s filled with joy, vibrant colors, and the scent of sweet perfume. . The waters are plenty, crystal clear, and flowing. The sky displays the purest blues, the golden sun forever glowing. . The birds all sing a lovely tune, and angels gather…
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The Gift of a Passion Project
When was the last time you created something you were truly passionate about? Not everyone is passionate about their career, and you know what? It’s ok! People are shamed for not loving their career or their job. It’s amazing to do what you love, love what you do, and get paid for it! The truth…
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The Gift of Being His
You are God’s masterpiece. (Ephesians 2:10) Not the beautiful sunset, the stars nor the moon, not the blooming flower nor the bird with its tune— Not the four leaf clover, the grass nor the trees, not the queen of the ants, not the bumble bees— Not the sandy beach, nor the sea, nor the sky,…
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The Gift of a Blank Canvas
In a way, life is a lot like art—each moment a blank canvas waiting to be painted on. How we move, how we act, how we choose to live and express ourselves will determine how the finished product turns out. Think of your life like a gallery of your very own artwork—a collection of moments,…
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The Gift of Your Prayer Place
In the evenings, before I get in bed, I get comfortable and sit in the presence of God. After I clean up and after I eat, I make up my couch and turn down the covers on my bed. Then, I turn the thermostat down so it’ll be nice and cool when I climb into…
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The Gift of a Dozen Reasons
I walked outside and saw the sun shining big and bright. I felt it’s warm rays on my skin, and everything was right. . I heard the song of a blue jay from high up in a tree. I saw it get up and fly away and felt grateful I too was free. . I…
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The Gift of Contrast: Beauty in Our Struggles
Without darkness, we cannot have light. Without evil, we cannot know good. Sometimes, it’s hard to define a thing until you have another thing strikingly different to compare it to. The gift of contrast, I guess you could say, is that it reveals truth. Day isn’t really day except by name until it’s contrasted by…
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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.…
