Recently I uncovered a paradox that will change my idea of who I am. Although at odds with this conclusion and not whom I perceive myself to be, God is using it to change me. To embrace this reality, I‘m reminded of Paul and the thorn in the flesh that God gave him. Instead of being disgruntled with my thorn, like Paul I need to accept, embrace and be thankful for it.
When I was a teen, there was a taboo. It was called “fishing for compliments.”
Break the taboo and risk ridicule.
Maybe fishing for compliments was undignified, but a lot of us were just trying to survive. And sometimes a compliment seemed like the lifeline.
In our run-around hurry-scurry existence, sometimes zeroing in helps us to focus! The other day, my husband, an amateur photographer, focused on discovering the identity of an unfamiliar bird. He’s interested in whatever species he finds, but this one really intrigued him, because its feather design resembles the ladderback
Secrets are nasty things; they eat away inside of you and prevent peace. Until recently I had buried a secret because of its shame. I thought the incident my fault for being eighteen, naive and drunk. Recently God used a book to reveal that secret and begin the healing process.
Our Words are Very Important. They’re creative. Every single one we speak goes forever forth.
Our Father created everything by His spoken Words. Scripture reports, “And God said . . .” But man, He fashioned from the dust of the earth in His own image. We are like Him. We look like Him, and He gave us the ability to speak words that create like His. Our words always mean something. None are too insignificant to matter.