Not knowing any better this became a practice for me, as well. Over 50 years later, and even though gratefully I know better, I still find myself remembering this superstition on the first day of a new month. Why does this stick with me? I’m sure it is because I read it and I applied it, I said those words. I probably told others and encouraged them to also practice this fake folklore. I read it, I did it, I shared it and it sticks with me.
We have all come across items that have failed to live up to their name or their claim. Your car might not get the mileage the sticker said it would or the nutritious food bar you just ate may have had more sugar and processing in it than healthy nutrients. The product that was supposed to clean your clothes and leave a fragrant, refreshing smell, well, let’s just say you wanted to rewash them with a new and different detergent. However, there is one product that lives up to its name.
An echo is a cool effect unless it is a negative thought in your mind. If someone has ever called you a name or said something about you that hurt, it is often tempting to keep thinking about those negative words, letting them echo in our minds. Those types of echoes are destructive, very destructive.
Those fingers together under one covering generate a warmth that when isolated in a glove they can’t achieve individually. To me, fellowship is like those mittens. When we come together as believers for worship, study, prayer, or Sunday dinners we generate a warmth that we can’t get we are alone, and apart from one another.
with, of no value. We don’t want those items in our home. If the garbage doesn’t leave our home, the putridness grows, attracting unwanted insects or birthing them.
Do you have a favorite stuffed animal that you like to sleep with at bedtime? Or perhaps you have a favorite action figure or toy? Have you ever lost those things? Were you sad? Were you hoping you would find it? Did you ask others to help you look for it? Where are the places you looked? Did you wish it would just jump up and say, ‘Here I am?’ How did you feel when you found it? Did you feel relieved? Happy? Did you tell others when you found it?
Fear gave birth to a lie. It was not even a full-fledged, all-in, lie but a half-truth, and the consequences far-reaching – even to the next generation.
Words have power. God ‘spoke’ light, water, land, plants, seeds, sea creatures, and land animals into existence. Our words may not have God’s miraculous power but they are still powerful.
Snowflake Bentley is a man from my hometown. He was fascinated with snow crystals. In 1885 at the age of 20 years old, Mr. Bentley became the first person to ever take a picture of a single snowflake. He went on to take thousands of photographs advancing the world’s knowledge of weather, meteorology, and snow crystals. He found that no two snowflakes are exactly alike and of course, neither are people.
What is it you like to create? Do you like to sculpt? Make music? Re-purpose thrift store finds? Do you like to dress really well? Do you enjoy painting, home decorating, or putting on makeup? Do you like to write or garden? Do you meticulously mow the lawn to create a design? However our creative juices flow, do you realize that those creative passions are because we are made in His image? We are made in the image of the ultimate of creative geniuses, our God.
