Tag: gifts
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The Gift of Mothers and Mountains: Covered in Love
I’ve been inspired lately by mountains with my recent visit to Monte Sano. Mountains are awe-inspiring, majestic, and they cover about 24% of the earth’s surface. Taking in this breath taking natural wonder, I was reminded of the beauty and the majesty of mothers. Both mountains and mothers both possess great strength and stability as…
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The Gift of Living Water
The name hydrangea comes from the Ancient Greek words for ‘water vessel’, ‘hydor’ and ‘angos’. This was chosen as the seed capsules on hydrangeas resemble cups. However, it’s a fitting name in another way—hydrangeas love water, and they tend to be quite thirsty. We as human beings have a certain likeness to that thirsty flower.…
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The Gift of a Hero
“Sisters, Heroes” is inspired by and dedicated to my sister, Leslie. I am the only child my mother and father had together, but my father was married prior. I have a sister who has no relation to my mother but has chosen to care for her as if she were her own. My mom and…
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The Gift of Vulnerability: Made For Worship
Worship comes in many forms, and for much of my life, I’ve felt a bit insecure about my ability to worship properly, effectively. I don’t have a voice fit for singing. In fact, it actually feels strained, forced, as if my lungs weren’t equipped for it. My worship is quiet, meek, simple, but what I’ve…
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The Gift of God’s Strength: Made Perfect in Our Weakness
I’ve spent many hours over the last week at the hospital in uncertainty waiting for answers. My mother suffered a stroke, and for the first time in my life, I was cast into a reality where I was the mother and my mother was the child. I sat beside her and listened as she tried…
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The Gift of Faith and Becoming an Artist
Creatives out there, when was the moment you began to see yourself as an artist? For me, it wasn’t my first sale, nor was it the first time creating something I genuinely loved. Finally seeing myself as an artist can be summed up in a very specific, very simple moment. A friend of mine gave…
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The Gift of a God Beyond Faithful
I decided to buy a piece of Peacock Ore to celebrate my first art sale which was “Beyond Beautiful” my floral peacock. I like to gift myself pretty stones to commemorate certain eras or special memories, and this is something I want to remember. Even more significant than my first sale was the faith it…
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The Gift of Gold and Making Things Happen
There’s a woman I work with who inspires me. She’s an amazing mother, a strong woman, and she does the things she sets her mind to. Oh, and she’s very, very beautiful. If she were a color, she would definitely be gold. Gold is precious, rare, beautiful, highly valued and sought after. One property about…
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The Gift of the Whisper
Have you ever had an experience where God spoke to you so clearly, it was absolutely undeniable it was Him? I’ve had a few of those moments, and those moments have come to shape my faith. The truth is though, more often than not, God speaks to us in a whisper. The thing about a whisper…
