Tag: gratitude
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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 Friendship
It was about halfway through our vegetarian fajitas, on a Saturday night. I reached into my purse, pulled out a card, and handed it to my friend. The card read “Always believe something wonderful is about to happen.” In the card was a quote I had written inside. I am subscribed to receive a daily…
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The Gift of an Old Thing
That old air conditioner at our old building was giving out. All the nurses and aides had to commute to our sister building—the new building. I stood next to the young girl and helped buckle our patients onto the van for our commute. I don’t like to compare myself to others, but there I found…
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The Gift of Independence
There’s something magical about independence—it is the beginning of true freedom. Google defines independence as being free from outside control and the opinions or influence of others. Wisdom holds a very similar definition, but it necessitates being dependent on God, because God is sovereign. True freedom comes from depending on one source—God. Freedom doesn’t come…
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The Gift of the Little Things
He tried his best to get those two little blocks to fit together, but just couldn’t do it. He began to cry and throw a tantrum right there on the floor. My heart broke as I wanted so badly to just do it for him. My aide said gently but firmly,“Don’t do it, Kamille. He…
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The Gift of Gratitude: Counting Our Blessings
I remember the first time I came here. It was a time before I really knew who I was, but God was in the process of showing me. (He still is!) As a rock collector, seeing all these rocks has always sparked joy inside of me. I still come here all the time. I guess…
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The Gift of Prayer: Life Lessons From a Ladybug
The sermon at church today was one I won’t ever forget. Our pastor preached on a topic very near and dear to my heart, as it should be to anyone who desires a relationship with God. He talked about prayer. There were three key instructions he gave us today related to prayer. The first one…
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The Gift of God’s Plan: Seeing Beyond the White Picket Fence
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” (Jeremiah 29:11) The thing about plans—some of us have one; some of us don’t. God has a plan for everyone, but it’s up to us whether…
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The Gift of Anticipation
This is “Kamilla”, my rose bush. Notice all the red tips—she’s about to start blossoming! Spring is right around the corner, and everything is about to come into bloom. We are in the midst of something wonderful, something almost as wonderful as spring itself—the anticipation of spring. The beautiful thing about anticipation is that it…