I decided to make mine in the form of a post and stop at five. As I said, it was difficult.
So here goes...
1. I won the "Miss Crisco Award" for Home Economics in 9th grade.
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| This photo covers #1, #2 and #3 |
2. My hair hasn't always been curly. Before 2005 it was straight as a stick. (Future post)
3. I was born with a space between my two front teeth. I wore braces as an adult due to some other issues with my teeth. Most of the women on my mom's side of the family have the space.
4. I have a teapot/teacup collection.
4.5 I'm running out of room due to my collections.
5. I've been to many countries around the world but home is still my favorite place. (That's probably not a secret)
We all want to be known don't we? We want to know somebody knows our name, knows our people, our history. We want to know we have significance in this world.
Ann Voskamp, author of "1000 Things" said something recently that I'll not quote for I would botch it. I'll paraphrase her words, but she was talking about being known. She said the most important one to be known by was the one who has our names engraved on the palms of His hands. He is the only one we should care about really knowing us.
I'm in West Virginia this weekend to see some of my people. Some of the very people who have known me since I was a little girl. I'm excited to see a girlfriend from high school and college and reminisce. I'll go to the cemetery and visit my parent's grave and have a chat. But I'm so thankful to be known by the One with my name engraved in the palms of His hands. I'm so thankful to be able to write and share my heart with you about Him, but at the end of the day, He is the One I want to please.
On the drive yesterday I got a call that my mother-in-law, Phyllis, had passed away. She was ready to go on to heaven. She had been fighting illness for some time now. She is in the presence of the One who engraved her name. If only she could shout back to earth and give witness, she would tell us to make Him known, not ourselves.
To be known by the world is good, I guess, but to be known by the MAKER of the world...well that's what you may not know about me.
Blessings from My Little Corner,
Cindy
What a beautiful post, Cindy! Thank you for sharing these thoughts and for reminding us that making God known is so much more important than being known. He knows us. That's what counts. I'm sorry for your loss--I'll be praying for you and your family. Blessings. Janet Reeves
ReplyDeleteThank you Janet! I appreciate your kind comments and prayers! They really do make a difference! :)
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful post. "If only she could shout back to earth and give witness, she would tell us all to make Him known, not ourselves." With the sudden home going of our son. That has been my cry. I want to cry with everything in me, to look and see what the LORD has done. Taste and see his goodness. . .and now this walk with cancer with my husband. . .It is all we have left to do. . . So sorry for your loss. ..even when they are ready, it is this side of the veil that hurts. . .
ReplyDeleteTammy, I understand loss, certainly not in losing a son, there could never be a greater loss than a child. Sometimes I'm afraid of growing numb to pain because of my losses but I still weep with those who weep. You are so right though, we will never know true joy until we step onto the streets of heaven, and away from this side of the veil as you so beautifully said. I'm praying for you as you walk this path of cancer with your beloved. You are not alone. He has surrounded you with an army of faithful friends and family and He is your ultimate strength. Blessings!
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