Tag: gifts
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The Gift of Gratitude: Giving Birth to Joy and Peace
The common theme in my two books, “The Gift of a Dozen Reasons” and its sequel, “The Gift of a Dozen More”, is gratitude. In gratitude, we glorify God for all He’s done for us, and He in turn fills our hearts with true joy. In gratitude, we find peace in various trials. When we…
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The Gift of Another Pink Christmas
I’m excited to announce that I published a sequel to my children’s book, “The Gift of a Dozen Reasons” called “The Gift of a Dozen More”, and it’s now available on Amazon in paperback and ebook! A special thanks to Urusa (graphic_tones) on Fiverr; she did an amazing job on my illustrations once again! The…
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The Gift of Being Yourself
What’s the one thing you have to offer the world that no one else has? The one unique thing you have to offer is you. Be you! Always be you; everyone else is taken. I drive by this house almost daily, but for some reason, the other day, that bright pink door spoke to me.…
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The Gift of a God Who Reads
On May 20th, 2023, I began a new journey—prayer journaling. I felt strongly God was trying to get me to start recording my prayers, so that’s exactly what I did. Something magical happens when we record something; it becomes more tangible, more real. We are able to go back in time and visibly see the…
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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 of Remembering
My long term memory is quite vivid, and this is both a blessing and potentially a curse. As I’ve gotten older, I can fortunately say it’s much more a blessing. We all have the power to choose, to choose what we focus on and dwell on. I made the choice a long time ago to…
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The Gift of a Heart-Shaped Rock
Today I just wanted to share a little something with you—my weird hobby. When I tell people I collect rocks, they often respond with “Rocks? What kind of rocks?” It’s not the type of rock that makes it special; it’s the place it was found in, the memories associated with it. When I take my…
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The Gift of a Beautiful Reminder
This is my car, and if you look closely, you’ll notice some scratches between that wheel and taillight. I was at a drive through, waiting in a long line, and a lady that was parked backed right into me. As we met, I came face to face with a lady who was incredibly apologetic, seemingly…
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The Gift of Sharing Treasure
It all started when the sweet little old lady next door decided to share with me one of her best kept secrets—a nearby laundry room for the residents in our area, much cheaper than any laundromat around. Although it wasn’t exactly a secret, I had no idea about it until she decided to share it…
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The Gift of Seeing Magenta
It was Saturday, and I couldn’t wait to get my day started. As I made my way to the car after dropping off a nice fat check to my CPA, I stopped in my tracks when I saw a beautiful magenta plant spread out against the backdrop of a bright gray sky. How does one…
