Hey, Page Turner here! This is day 15 in my countdown to Valentine's Day! Finally, the days of January are almost over and the light of February has begun. I mean, seriously. February has about nine holidays, and sometimes snow. Also, you get pounds of candy, hearts, and a visit from a groundhog who can predict weather. How cool is that?! But January stinks. It's right after the joy of Christmas, the long awaited day, the gingerbread cookies, and snowmen, and caroling. Then comes January, the month of grey skies and stark grey trees. Everything is grey upon grey, with bitter cold and wet, slushy sidewalks. But now...! Now it's February, the month of love, chocolate, and groundhogs! The month of pink, stuffed animals, and friendship, the month of blue skies, budding, frosted grasses, and birds coming back. February is the month of hope, after the world is encased in winter! (Okay, so that's a bit dramatic, but you get the gist. January: bad, February: good.) I've been real down over January, pent up in the house. But February first is finally here, and with it will eventually come summer break, spring break, holidays, (a few birthdays) and most importantly, Easter, a true day of hope. Seasons change, bringing good and bad. Winter brings ice and grey skies, and sleet; it also brings snow and stockings and family together. Spring is filled with blooming flowers, birds, and blue skies, but also with rain, and thunderstorms. Summer comes bearing intolerable heat, scorching asphalt, and sticky sweaty days; it also brings pool parties, popsicles, and starry nights. Fall brings falling leaves, (duh!) pumpkins and geese, as well as muddy sidewalks, wet leaf piles, and all of the birds leave. My point is, the seasons change, and sometimes that change isn't a good thing; sometimes it is. As in seasons, life changes constantly and we never know what's going to happen. I pretty much despise the kind of changes January brings, but even when it seems all bad, when life gets rough, you can believe this--God never changes. Jesus is the same yesterday, today, and forever. Not only does He not change, He's always there with you, and He cares about you and what's happening. Even when it doesn't seem like it, He uses the bad changes for good changes in your own life. So I might not like January, but it's brought some pretty good stuff this year, now that I've thought about it. I've made some new friends, gotten to see Star Wars with my family, and I've been blessed with an amazing life. So here's one way you can express love for God (and see how He's working in your life): thankfulness. It doesn't have to be long or fancy or even somewhat legible, just write or pray and thank God, who gives us all good things. There's an amazing reason to celebrate Valentines Day--the gifts He's given us, like a relationship with Him!
"I've got no strings to hold me down, to make me fret, to make me frown!" sang little Pinocchio as he danced glibly around the stage, string-less and worry-less, as the other puppets look sadly on, connected by strings like true marionettes. Maybe you recognize this scene from the 1945 Disney Pinocchio movie. For some reason, that made me think about our strings. I think we pride ourselves to be like Pinocchio: chipper, happy, and totally independent (although not quite as wooden.) Well, in reality, we are totally dependent on God. Our talents, our future, our past, our present, and our circumstances are all in the hand's of God. Sure, our decisions change things, but God's in control; nothing we do happens without Him planning it. Good grief, we don't even control our body! You can't tell your cells to burn glucose to give you energy, or your heart to beat, or your stomach juices to digest the food. (Say it with me, eww . Very good.) But God looks after u...
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