Some days that's all these are.
Ideas. Ideals. But not much more than that.
When my heart won't let go of what it sees and see beyond to what it knows, that's all these are.
My head whispers, LOUD . . "Hypocrite."
And I start slipping. Dreams replaced by cynicism and doubt.
"You've picked the wrong woman, God."
To raise these kids, be his wife, keep this house, love these friends, teach these women.
But words might just be enough.
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God." ~John 1:1
"For the accuser of our brothers and sisters, who accuses them before our God day and night, has been hurled down. They triumphed over him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony;"
Logos is the Greek word for word.
It is the same word the Bible used for Jesus, the Son of God, and my words.
"The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth."
The Word became Emmanuel, God with us. God with skin. This Word triumphed over the Accuser by His sacrifice. His blood.
Now I triumph too, by His blood and my words.
Words that choose faith and belief in the face of reality that scoffs.
Words that speak truth when lies scream inside my head.
Words that help me see beyond to what I know.
To His Words . . of grace, freedom, promise, hope, and love.
God, thank you for . .
1. the way the Greek word for thanksgiving, eucharisteo, envelops grace, charis, and joy, chara
2. my sons
3. my daughter
4. my husband
5. our home
6. Your promises
7. Your perfect plans
9. Christmas books
11. hot baths
13. Em making dinner
14. One Thousand Gifts DVD
15. One Thousand Gifts Devotional
16. hot soup
17. time alone
18. our first snow (except for that freaky weird 2 minute one last April)
19. making breakfast for my boys
20. a hard working family
21. so much Christmas celebrating to look forward to
22. friends who care for my soul
24. books, books, books
26. "Christmas Magic" Yankee candle
27. Daniel in Italy
28. texts from Jeff
29. getting Sam's room clean (akin to conquering Mt. Everest)
Thirty Days of Thanks is a challenge I make to myself each year to countdown to the holidays by giving thanks every day . . thanks for one thing the first day, two the second, three the third, all the way to giving thanks for thirty things on the thirtieth day. If you'd like to read more about why I do it or want to join me, click here.
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