That simple question touched my heart one day. With some of my friends, that question is hardly asked (I guess we used that question too much in the beginning and it must've wore off or something)- and I hardly ask them, either. It's just something we don't really do. So when another friend of mine asks, "How are you doing today?" I'm kind of caught off balance. I was like, what? You want to know how I'm doing? It was strange to think someone actually cared how I was doing (not that my other friends didn't). That friend might've only been trying to be polite, but to me it meant something bigger. At that moment, I was going through self-doubt, which I talked about in a previous post. I was struggling with knowing who I was and who defined me. Some days I felt like a nobody. I thought no one really cared enough to even say hello. So when my friend asks me how I'm doing, my heart lifts.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!! I hope y'all have a blast tonight! Remember to keep God at the center throughout the night, and don't forget to share what you're thankful for :D
This year, I am especially thankful that we have freedom of religion in America. With a Christian blog and a Bible study, I am blessed to be able to do those things without living in fear of getting arrested, unlike other countries. I am also grateful for all the people God has put in my life. I love all of you and I want you to know that you are not forgotten!!
"My soul clings to You; Your right hand upholds me."
Years ago, when I was five or six, I went to an all-you-can-eat restaurant with my family. I went up to get some food with my dad, and, as I wanted to get a little more yumminess onto my plate, I stayed back while my dad started to head to our table. Seconds after he left, I finished. I dashed up to him and grabbed his hand, once more feeling safe (when I was little, I was constantly afraid of being left behind). I had walked but two steps when I heard my dad's voice call out my name from somewhere behind me. I glanced up, confused. I was holding a random man's hand!! I totally freaked out as I let go and ran (as well as I could with a plate in my hand) to my real dad and grasped his hand, now really safe.
Why do we have friends? Why didn’t God create us to be loners, individuals with no one to turn to?
Here’s what the Bible says about it:
"Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up."
God didn’t want us to be alone. Besides our family, He created friends that we could fellowship with, encourage, and create memories with. He made the church so we could have fellow believers to worship with and learn from, and, technically, our Christian friends are our brothers and sisters in Christ!
A couple years ago, I had my last spelling bee. I was super excited, super confident, and 99% sure I was gonna win. I even gave my competitor a proud "u better watch it" look. I'd never done anything like that before, but I was so ready for that win I did it anyway.
Well, lo and behold, I missed the very first word. Satan's still trying to get me to make up excuses for why I lost, and, sadly, I sometimes give in, but long story short, I added an 's' to the end of the word. And let me just say- I was horrified. I was so shocked that I had gotten the easiest word wrong on the first round that I burst into tears. My pride was tragically smooshed that day.
"I have said these things to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation, but take heart;
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"I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all of my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds."