A Man of His Word

Written by Joyce C. Lock

Suppose we make a promise that seems fully reasonable. Though later, circumstances arise in which we have to neglect someone in need in order to fulfill that promise.

Maybe a person came to visit and was just leaving in time to fulfillrepparttar original promise, but they slip and fall ... being injured and in need of medical attention. Do we leaverepparttar 126920 injured person unattended because we made a promise? Of course not.

But, what if we aren't doing what God called us to, because we are busy keeping our word elsewhere, and missrepparttar 126921 opportunity to meet a spiritual need. Isn't itrepparttar 126922 same thing? The only difference is whererepparttar 126923 wound is located.

Maybe we gave our word and later realized God wasn't calling us to it. Do we ignore what God is calling us to in order to meetrepparttar 126924 previous obligation? Does He come first or second?

In such cases, we have a choice. Is our word God? Isrepparttar 126925 law our God? Is what people think our God? Or, does God's will for us come above all gods?

If we make a promise, only later to realize our error, in order for God to be first - we just might have to eat humble pie. But, therein is a lesson to be learned. The error in making such a promise wasn't God's.

Butterfly Kisses

Written by Marie Williams

“Where hasrepparttar time gone?” I mumbled to myself. “Just when I think I am organized, something unexpected pops up and that does away with my schedule.” Telephone calls, unending questions from my son, and 'honey dos' were just a few interruptions ofrepparttar 126919 morning.

I sighed as I stood at my kitchen window washing dishes and wondered what elserepparttar 126920 day might bring. I was tired, andrepparttar 126921 day had only begun.

I watched our youngest daughter fromrepparttar 126922 window while washingrepparttar 126923 dishes. She was oblivious to a watchful eye, as she frolicked in a field of wildflowers with butterflies flitting around her. She whirled and twirled as a ballet dancer. Suddenly my flower child sat down, right inrepparttar 126924 middle ofrepparttar 126925 field, blond head bobbing from side to side with music, she alone could hear.

Tossingrepparttar 126926 dishtowel onrepparttar 126927 cabinet, I strolled outside to join my ballerina inrepparttar 126928 field of colorful flowers. She held her finger to her lips to silence me as I approached. Obliging, I eased down cross-legged before her.

Suddenlyrepparttar 126929 most beautiful butterfly lit on her cheek. Eyes wide with wonder, she couldn’t keep quiet another moment. A giggle bubbled from within her, breakingrepparttar 126930 silence. A glorious sound of robust laughter filledrepparttar 126931 air as I joined inrepparttar 126932 celebration of life while caught up inrepparttar 126933 moment.

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