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His Delight

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His Delight

by The WheatandTares

apple of my eye - psalm 17,8
Over my lifetime, I’ve heard so many people talk about how God is our Father…that He’s really like our “Daddy.” He’s the one who delights in us. He’s the one who thinks we are precious; we are the apple of His eye; we are simply like a treasured child in His sight. He loves us that much.
I am precious in my Daddy’s sight
This analogy is great… unless you never had a Dad who delighted in who you were as a child. This is a wonderful illustration for those of understanding; however, for those of us who grew up without a dad present, without a father who showered us with hugs and smiles, without a Daddy who daily convinced us of His love, this picture of a loving Father just doesn’t quite make sense. It doesn’t quite bring the measure of comfort and peace that those who propagate it may wish to convey.
So, how do we translate this kind of love to those with whom a father’s love is foreign? How do we paint a picture of “Daddy’s little girl” or “Dad’s little buddy” to that one whose own father was abusive, neglective or even absent all together? How in the world do we portray this image of a wonderfully, loving father who enjoys seeing His children happy and full of life? The only way I have found to communicate it is by learning about it myself and sharing my life experiences with those whom I encounter.
…He delights in me…
Sometimes, it’s revealed to me by a surprise, tangible blessing like what happened last year on two different occassions: I was on a mad-dash Easter dress hunt the night before Easter. At the very  last minute, I decided I was just going to drop by a store and see if I could find something new. As I was pulling into the parking lot, I had a little prayer conversation with God. I said, “It sure would be nice if I could just walk right in and just a cute pink jacket to go with my pants. I know, I don’t have to have it, and I’m okay with not. I can always wear that old suit I have. I just don’t feel comfortable in it, but it’s really ok, not a big deal.” I went in, looked at one rack, went to next, and there it was. Right size. Right fit. Perfect. Two weeks later, we were at a ladies retreat, and they had a white jacket on display that I just loved! I thought it was so cute. At the end of the retreat, I mentioned this to the lady who owned it, and she handed it right to me. She said, “You enjoy it!”
…I am His precious child…
Sometimes, His delight is shown to me by what others share with me. A widowed friend of mine told me one day, “I am spoiled. I asked Him to help me see Him, and He has. I see the little things He does all around me, the little blessings He does for me everyday, and I feel treasured by my Father. I am cherished by Him.” Another friend was recovering from major surgery. Someone brought her a quilt the very day she returned home, and the person didn’t even know she had had surgery. The quilt was made with scriptures on every square. She said she felt blanketed in The Word while she recovered, and it was a reminder her of God’s love for her. She said, “It was as if in that moment, I could feel Him saying “I love you, you’re my precious child.”
…I am the apple of His eye…
Sometimes, I am simply reassured of His delight in His love for me in nontangible ways…a prayer unanswered, a wound healed, a moment of protection, a feeling of peace through the storm, or a simple reminder of His faithfulness even when I am not. He loves us, and He delights in us, His children. No matter what type of earthly father you may have had during this lifetime, you can be certain that your Heavenly Father loves you more than you could ever imagine! You ARE the apple of His eye. You are His delight!
“In a desert land he found him, in a barren and howling waste. He shielded him and cared for him; he guarded him as the apple of his eye, like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young,
that spreads its wings to catch them and carries them aloft. The Lord alone led him; no foreign god was with him.” Deuteronomuy32:10-12
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Was Your Name by Accident?

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Each of us has been given a name by our parents; some before birth, some after. I have often wondered why a certain name was given. Was it chosen because of an ancestor, an entertainer Mama liked, or just something that popped into Mama and Daddy’s head?

As it turns out each name has a a hidden meaning, a deeper Biblical meaning. Here are some of the more common names we have been given according to the book, “What’s in a Name?” by Linda Francis, John Hartzel, and Al Palmquist.

Name                                                     Literal Meaning                          Godly Characteristic

Adam                              …

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The MOST IMPORTANT Presidential Election in American History: What Kind of American Will You Vote For?

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With this being a blog about abuse I decided to include “abuse of power.” May God’s will be done in this election.

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The MOST IMPORTANT Presidential Election in American History: What Kind of America Will You Vote for?

GREG HOLT JULY 26, 2016 ELECTION 2016, FEATURED ARTICLES, POLITICAL, U.S. NEWS 4 COMMENTS

For those who have read my previous articles, you will know that this writer is no fan of Donald Trump. Yet I will say it again, anyone who votes for Hillary Clinton to be president of the United States may as well be standing in the streets of America shouting, “death to the US!”

Trump wants to put a stop to Muslim immigration and stop immigration from countries that have terrorism issues as well. Hillary on the other hand desires to up immigration levels by well over 100%. Can the U.S. really afford to have so many more un-vetted immigrants coming here especially from the Middle East? The bottom line here is that immigration should benefit the host…

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Words hurt

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What a powerful testimony! Praise God for His healing powers.

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On July 3,2016 I made the worse decision of my life. I decided to take my own life.

My little family and I were in Pierre, SD for my husband’s rodeo. We were having a great time, until a small dispute between my husband and I came about. We argued on whether to return home that night or not. During this argument my mother called my husband. I don’t believe she was aware that she was on the speaker phone. The only words that I remember that put a sting in my heart were, “I only tolerate her because of Oakley”. Oakley is my three year old son.

After these words were said, the little girl inside me that had been looking for love, acceptance, and appreciation from my own mother died that night. Right then and there is when I knew what I was going to do. My son…

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Jellyfish

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ANNA WALDHERR A Voice Reclaimed, Surviving Child Abuse

Cyanea jellyfish, North Sea, Author Ole Kils olekils@web.de (CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported, GNU Free Documentation License)

Jellyfish are equipped with stinging tentacles used to paralyze, capture, and kill their prey.  The largest known specimen, the lion’s mane or giant jelly, has tentacles which can reach 120 feet in length.  That is longer than a blue whale.

The sting of a jellyfish can be agony.  In humans, that sting can cause burning and blistering of the skin, difficulty breathing, changes in heart rate, chest pain, abdominal cramps, vomiting, muscle spasms, numbness, weakness, and collapse.

The tentacles can sting, even after a jellyfish has died.

The Tentacles of Abuse

Like jellyfish, abuse has long tentacles.  Rather than extending into deep water, those tentacles extend across the years.  But their sting can still be agony.  Like the tentacles of jellyfish, the tentacles of abuse can paralyze, capture, and in some cases kill.

Real Wounds

Whether we suffer with physical ailments…

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A Woman is not a Doormat

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A Woman is not a Doormat

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I came across this in my reading today and thought it to be a fantastic example of the woman’s role in marriage, as well as how a man ought to perceive and treat his spouse. From Matthew Henry’s commentary on Genesis 2:

That the woman was made of a rib out of the side of Adam; not made out of his head to rule over him, nor out of his feet to be trampled upon by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be beloved.

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