Now that I am nineteen years old, the gift opening process has lost some of its magic. I can’t decide if this is because I don’t have a list of thirty-five different toys I want, or because I don’t open toys that my cousins and I sit and play with on the floor together all day, or some other unknown reason. I have found more joy in watching my young cousins faces when they open their presents. I can’t help but wonder if my parents watched my face like that.
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Open Hands: What Mary Means for Control Freaks Like Me
I'll admit, control is an area that I struggle in. Â I try to manipulate situations to play out the way that I want. Â I have a hard time letting other people lead because I want control. Â And ultimately, I have a hard time giving things to God. Â We deceive ourselves into thinking that we have the ability to control things when in the end, God is the one who is sovereign. Â
Never Alone: What the Crowded Nativity Tells Us about Relationships
It’s your life. It’s your choice. But this emphasis on individuality comes at a cost. We’ve become lonely and isolated, so consumed with self that we become a stranger to the other. Is this really the gospel way of life?
A Heavenly Move
He stepped down from heaven to move to earth. To us. The real estate wasn’t better, that’s for sure. His motivation wasn’t better scenery and a shorter commute. His move to us was to make a way for us to move toward Him.