Tag: spiritual gifts
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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 Grief: If Blue Were a Person (Part II)
In 2024, I experienced my fair share of grief, but thankfully, grief looks a lot different than it once did. When my father passed, I was a young woman, but mentally, I was still very much a child, and I handled grief a lot differently than I do now. The beautiful thing about grief is…
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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 a Songbird
During my walk the other morning, I heard the voice of a songbird somewhere in the midst of the bare trees hovering above me. I began to notice how every branch was a part of something bigger than itself—the trunk. The branches reminded me a lot of blood vessels. Blood vessels are channels that transport…
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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 Your God-Given Voice
I spent many years of my life in silence. I don’t mean physical but rather spiritual silence, and my spirit longed to be heard. See, you can talk all day long, but if you aren’t speaking the way God designed you to speak, to those who are capable of hearing, you might as well be…
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The Gift of an Empty Cup
We all want to be filled. That’s why we go to church, isn’t it? That’s why we listen to worship music. That’s why we listen to podcasts, sermons, and that’s why we read books. We are always looking to be filled. How many of us, though, are remembering to pour? We must pour out to…
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The Gift of Your Purpose
I had a dream. I was walking down the street in a familiar neighborhood with a bouquet of flowers in my hand. As I looked at this bouquet of flowers, I thought to myself, “These flowers are so beautiful, and I know just what to do with them. I’ll take them home, let them dry…
