When my mother was on her death bed, I sang to her one day when she was restless. I was comforted to see that it calmed her as she laid with her eyes closed. When I started singing the lullaby she had made up and sang to us when we were little, her eyes suddenly opened and she smiled lovingly at me. I treasure that memory!
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I am a homeless person, of sorts. Not in the sense that I don’t have a roof over my head or people who love me. I’m homeless in the sense that while I’ve called numerous places on this planet “home,” none are places I go back to as one would go “back home.” By the time I was forty, I had called five very different geographic locations “home,” and the place I live now has never truly felt like home.
I just finished listening to the book of Job in the New Living Translation. Every few years, I like to read through the Bible in chronological order to retain the big picture view of its storyline and overall message, which is our redemption through Jesus. This year, I’m listening to it instead of reading it, using The One Year Chronological Bible NLT Audible Audiobook. I’ve also gotten the Kindle version for days when reading is more convenient.
Now, back to Job.
Christmas has come and gone. Gifts were given and received. Some of those gifts are still being enjoyed while others have been shoved in a corner and forgotten. Eventually, all earthly gifts lose their value in one way or another.
But there’s one Christmas gift that will never lose its value and will become more precious to us day after day and year after year.
“If we live by the Spirit, let us also keep in step with the Spirit. Let us not become conceited, provoking one another, envying one another.”Galatians 5:25-26 CSB
Lately, I’ve been thinking about how we make decisions. How I make decisions. I’m dismayed to realize how often I hesitate to do or not do something because I’m afraid of what someone else might think. I’ve also noticed I’m not alone in this. Despite our rather independent-minded culture, our choices are largely influenced by others’ opinions. Sometimes it’s not even what we know to be others’ opinions, but what we assume they are.