Sometimes we wonder if anyone is really paying any attention to our
words; if there’s any value in getting them down. There are times Solomon’s words echo through my head, “Of the making of many books, there is no end.” And I wonder if it is a worthy effort to add my own volumes–whether bound with pages or online–to the multitudes still and coming into existence.
God had Moses write down his words to the Israelites. Jesus used stories to communicate God’s truth to his disciples and to the masses who followed Him. And when all was said and done, God gave us a book to remember what He’d done and to reveal Himself to we who live thousands of years later.
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I roll over and the boys come thwomping in with their big boy feet, attached to long legs, their bear-paw hands pulling back the covers, opening my cocoon of down. They leap into my bed, my bottomless pits, and this one whose “love-tank” is never full. These two sandwich me in my bed, “I’m going to snuggle you now!” the younger one announces, eyes glinting in morning sunlight, as if I could be unsure of his intentions in this moment. This one would glue himself to me except that I’d slow him down when the wild urge rises to romp like a bronco, crashing through the house.
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July 5, 2011 by
Deb in
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It’s true! I was the mom who didn’t want to let her children out of her sight. They needed me didn’t they? It was my job to keep them safe, cared for, and nurtured. What can I say, I got an extra dose of the mom gene.
I am happy to tell you that they are grown and that they survived this parent who was always afraid.
Did you know that the phrase “Don’t be afraid,” is in the Bible 366 times? That’s more than one for each and everyday of the year.
We are not only supposed to reach beyond our fears for our own well-being, but we are to put them aside for our children.
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I should have been happy as I rode in the passenger seat of my minivan. Beautiful day passing by outside my window. Handsome husband chatting it up beside me. Three little girls riding peacefully behind me. An all around lovely day.
And yet, I was anything but happy. My problem? I had the image of a model from the cover of a magazine stuck in my head- seemingly perfect hair, perfect skin, perfect legs. Although I am well aware so many of those pictures are airbrushed, discouragement still set in.
“Lord, would it have hurt to make me a bit more attractive?”
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With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible. Matthew 19:26 NIV
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Have you ever thought about the power of the conjunction? A conjunction connects words, phrases, or clauses. It builds bridges between words, pathways linking words that may have otherwise never been united. One of my favorite popular and powerful conjunctions is but. A sentence can skip along in one direction, then with the addition of one little conjunction, the meaning can stop and march the other way.
Really. It’s that powerful. Here is an example.
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Nair is my new best friend. I am thirty five and let’s just put it this way, I think I have more hair on my chin than my husband!! Now granted I can count my blessings that most of them are not thick, black hairs. But don’t get me wrong, the peach fuzz on my chin is an intrusion of my rights.
Over my 18 years of being a Christian, I thought I felt secure. I had the King of Kings in my life and knew that I was a princess, a child of the King. In a conversation last fall with a friend of mine, I (clear throat) told her that I did not struggle with insecurity.
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Life is full of major milestones. Births, graduations, weddings…These are times of great celebration, times of gathering together with those who love us most and marking the event with lots of laughter and love.
And then there are those other milestones. The ones that don’t necessarily get earmarked as “special” until much later, when our minds revisit them and we smile in memory. They may be words spoken, moments shared, or just a meeting of the mind.
We had a few of those milestones this past week. Four of the “littles” in our life came to spend a week and we heaped up a great big pile of those “other” milestones.
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I’ve never been one to enjoy the thrill of a fast moving car. I’ve had the occasion to find myself in one a time or two. Buckled up tightly, I hung on for dear life as I was tossed to and fro, whipping around turns as the outside world passed me by in a blur. I am older and wiser now and would never choose to be in a fast moving vehicle. But my life can feel like one at times, as I am whipped to and fro, backwards and forward, taking sharp turns and enduring sudden starts and stops. On those days, life passes me by and I wonder where the day went.
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