I Have Been Tagged
I was tagged by Danny Sims. The rules I had to follow are:
1. Delve into my blog archive.
2. Find my 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in my blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas…
5. Tag five people to do the same.
My 23rd blog was:
Security
A blanket. A simple piece of cloth that will barely cover your feet to keep them warm. To a child it can be an important article that helps them maintain a sense of security. I can not remember if I had a "blankie" growing up.
Both of my boys do have blankets. It is interesting to Beth Ann and I that both Riley and Owen each have a blanket that has become a part of them. Their blankets soothe, bring smiles, and make life happy when they have them.
Riley sleeps with his blanket every night. When he was younger it went everywhere we went. He needed that security at all times. He now keeps it on his bed during the day and sleeps with it at night. He still smiles when he gets in bed with it each night. I love to see that. I love to know when he feels good.
Owen sleeps with his blanket each night as well. He will carry it around with him some during the day. Owen especially likes his blanket when he is not feeling well. He likes to hold it and suck his thumb. There will be times that he will toddle back to his room and pull it out of his crib and shriek with excitement. It brings joy and happiness to him.
What is neat about these blankets is that they both were given to my boys from my sister. She gave Riley this white blanket (that is now a rag and shades of gray and brown) when he was born. He was instantly attached to it and has been for 5 years. Stacy also gave Owen a western blanket that is the softest material that I have ever felt. There will always be a connection between Stacy, the boys and their blankets. That is something that my family will never forget.
As I reflect at that post and the fifth sentence I find it interesting to where we are in our lives today. It reminds me of the security that I need to feel in God's Arms of Love. Riley and Owen feel so good when they have their blankets. Their sleep is restful. They have smiles on their faces. I need to feel the same thing as I realize how I can find security in God. How much He loves me and my family. How He always provides. How when finances are tighter than they ever have been that He will bless. How He is my security blanket. Thank you God for holding us in your gracious security.
1. Delve into my blog archive.
2. Find my 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in my blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas…
5. Tag five people to do the same.
My 23rd blog was:
Security
A blanket. A simple piece of cloth that will barely cover your feet to keep them warm. To a child it can be an important article that helps them maintain a sense of security. I can not remember if I had a "blankie" growing up.
Both of my boys do have blankets. It is interesting to Beth Ann and I that both Riley and Owen each have a blanket that has become a part of them. Their blankets soothe, bring smiles, and make life happy when they have them.
Riley sleeps with his blanket every night. When he was younger it went everywhere we went. He needed that security at all times. He now keeps it on his bed during the day and sleeps with it at night. He still smiles when he gets in bed with it each night. I love to see that. I love to know when he feels good.
Owen sleeps with his blanket each night as well. He will carry it around with him some during the day. Owen especially likes his blanket when he is not feeling well. He likes to hold it and suck his thumb. There will be times that he will toddle back to his room and pull it out of his crib and shriek with excitement. It brings joy and happiness to him.
What is neat about these blankets is that they both were given to my boys from my sister. She gave Riley this white blanket (that is now a rag and shades of gray and brown) when he was born. He was instantly attached to it and has been for 5 years. Stacy also gave Owen a western blanket that is the softest material that I have ever felt. There will always be a connection between Stacy, the boys and their blankets. That is something that my family will never forget.
As I reflect at that post and the fifth sentence I find it interesting to where we are in our lives today. It reminds me of the security that I need to feel in God's Arms of Love. Riley and Owen feel so good when they have their blankets. Their sleep is restful. They have smiles on their faces. I need to feel the same thing as I realize how I can find security in God. How much He loves me and my family. How He always provides. How when finances are tighter than they ever have been that He will bless. How He is my security blanket. Thank you God for holding us in your gracious security.
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