Tag: inspiration
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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 Shadows
A shadow is a shape that’s formed when an object blocks light from a source. In the case of this particular photo, that object was my cat, Sassy. Shadows are revelatory of whatever is blocking light. I guess you could say shadows are something to be grateful for as they reveal to us things, things…
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The Gift of Things Made New
I can’t help but feel as if the drought this autumn was God trying to communicate a message—when we resist the storm, we resist change; when we resist change, we resist God’s greatest good for our lives. The drought kept us in a perpetual state between summer and autumn; the drought kept us from change.…
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The Gift of Celebration
There’s something that I need from you, the Lord whispered in my ear. I need you to set your pain aside and fill your heart with cheer. . Cheer? I scoffed. For what? I have nothing left to give. Some days it’s difficult even just to live. . That’s when He reminded me of an…
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The Gift of an Eight Legged Artist
God had something to tell me on that perfect sunny day. So I made my way into the forest to hear what He had to say. . Birds were singing, leaves were rustling, and the sun warmed up my face. My heart began to beat faster as I sped up my pace. . Slow down,…
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The Gift of Green Leaves
There was something magical about standing there beneath the canopy of bright green leaves. They were so vivid, so green. Green is a very positive color for a leaf; the green pigment in the leaves, chlorophyll, absorbs sunlight and uses it to make food. Those green leaves will very soon turn gold and brown as…
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The Gift of a God Who Loves Color
Our God is an artist; He created color for me and you. I’m grateful our God is a lover of color because I love color too. . Primary colors are simple— red, yellow, blue. All colors are beautiful no matter the hue. . Soft colors are mesmerizing like the sea and the sky. Bright colors…
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The Gift of God’s Light: To Be a Candlestick
Uncle Carl was less like an Uncle and more like a big brother. I remember as a little girl thinking my godfather was the coolest person in the whole world. He had his own room downstairs at Maw-maw’s house, and he had the whole floor to himself. He listened to the radio down there, and…
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The Gift of Watermelon: Cutting Into Your Purpose
I stood in the produce section at the grocery store in front of a large cardboard box filled with watermelons. I couldn’t bring myself to pick one. Every single watermelon I had picked this summer had been mediocre at best. Finally I gave in, picked one, and brought it home. I didn’t feel moved to…
