Tag: solitude
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The Gift of Being Red
Wearing red is usually more trouble than it’s worth for me. No matter how hard I try, red dye always seems to bleed onto something in the laundry load. To counteract that, I have to remember to wash it separately. Have you ever thought about how people can actually be a lot like the color…
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The Gift of the Trial
Count it all joy when you face trials of various kinds, for you know that testing of your faith produces steadfastness, and let steadfastness have its full effect so that you may be lacking in nothing. (James 1:2-4) My father will always be my hero. He was a gambler; he had been gambling since he…
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The Gift of a Grain
Currently listening to “Oceans” by Hillsong United God, Your thoughts about me are precious. They cannot be numbered! If I could count them, they would be more than all the grains of sand. (Psalm 139:17-18) This photo is from one of my favorite little hiding places. Every time I would visit, no matter how hard…
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The Gift of a Golden Winter Sky
January—it’s the dead of winter. Nothing’s in bloom; it’s cold, and the joy-filled holidays have come and gone. For a lot of us, this time of year can be quite depressing. The week after releasing my book, for a moment, I felt the emptiness of winter. It wasn’t a bad feeling; it just was. It’s…
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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 Loneliness
I had a dream the other night—the very dream that inspired this blog post. I was spending the night at a friend’s house. In the dream, my friend told me she was going to meet up with her other friends, and she would be back later. I felt this overwhelming sense of loneliness I haven’t…
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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 God’s Protection
I have a list of my passwords for all my different accounts. If one were to obtain this list, they would see that my longest and strongest password is for this blog. Everything I create is precious to me, and I take good care of it. I protect it. God too puts a password on…
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The Gift of Butterflies
The other day, I made a trip to one of my favorite quiet places. As I sat there, a butterfly flew around me, and I took in its beauty. Whenever I see a butterfly, I’m reminded that there’s a time and a season for everything, and God will make everything new. Caterpillars go through a…
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