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The God Who Reveals Himself Uniquely

5/30/2015

I know this is a bit of break from my usual type of post, but I wanted to remark on something that I’ve been mulling over: God’s tendency to reveal Himself in a way that a particular person most understands.

God as a Father

Some years ago, my sister, mother, and I discussed the truth that God appeals to each of us in a different way. For my sister, she was drawn to God because of His fatherhood. She drew her greatest comfort from His protection and direction, His personal interest in her life, His delight in her as His precious daughter.

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Defining Beauty

5/23/2015

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“Hey,” my dad leaned through the doorway. “You’re a very pretty girl. Do you know that?”

I glanced up from my laptop, my concentration bursting like a bubble. Pretty? Unconsciously, my hand went to my hair, which was pulled back in a low-ponytail, and seemed to hang limply down my back. My oval face and—ahem—curvaceous figure never seemed pretty to me before. Reasonably good-looking, I suppose, but not pretty.

But unexpected compliments from someone you love really do influence how you see yourself, and how you perceive beauty. So it got me thinking.

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The Unexpected Good

5/16/2015

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(or "The Story of the Work That Didn't Get Done Because of the Work That Was More Important")

Today has not gone at all like I expected. I had a list of things to do, in order to meet all my weekly obligations and goals, and I thought I had all the time I needed to do them.

God must have laughed, because every item on my agenda took twice as long to do as I thought it would, and my energy lasted half as long as I expected. Interruptions abounded. I needed to stop off at the store because I was low on food for my special diet. My mother needed helping making and delivering a meal for someone in my church. I had to go pick up my sister from the community college.

Like the even-tempered, mild creature that I am, I began to stress out.

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The Gifts My Mother Gave Me

5/8/2015

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Twenty-six years ago, I made a young woman a mother. After over thirty hours of labor, she met me for the first time and began the next stage of her motherhood journey. She gazed into my eyes and wondered what kind of person I was, and what my life was destined to become. She looked at a future filled with uncertainties and knew herself to be inadequate to the task, so she joined my father in prayer for the wisdom of the eternal Father to guide the raising of this child.

And I looked back at her and thought only of the face of the woman who had been my entire world for nine months. Mom.

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The Words We Never Say - But Should

5/2/2015

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This week I learned that one of the men with whom I’ve worked the last six years passed away. As I drove home after learning this terrible news, tears welled up in my eyes and overflowed onto my cheeks.

“Oh God,” I whispered. “I knew he was battling cancer and that he hadn’t been to many of the meetings recently. I meant to send him a card, to let him know how much I appreciated the kindness he always showed me, and the optimism and experience he brought to the board meetings. But I didn’t know how serious his health was, and one thing led to another. I never sent that card—and now I never can. I’m so sorry, God. I’m so sorry I missed my chance.”

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The God Who Reveals Himself Uniquely

God as a Father

Defining Beauty

The Unexpected Good

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The Words We Never Say - But Should

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