OMG, when our world tries to stamp out everything beautiful, I’m thankful You aren’t a quitter. You never stop recreating it!
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OMG, It’s Monday! Prayer
O Lord, thank You for little things that hold our tiny lives together: paper clips, zippers and Velcro. Band-Aids, superglue and Gorilla Tape.
But OMG, the Creator who arranges miniscule atoms, yet spins planets on one big finger, we need You so much more!
OMG, It’s Monday! Prayer: Wow, Lord. Just Wow!
Father, thank You for interior decorators, for those who beautify so many inside spaces for us. But, OMG, how thankful I am that You are the Master Exterior Decorator — and You do it all for free!
OMG, It’s Monday! Prayer: Don’t Tell TruGreen
O Lord, You know that Hubby and I disagree on which describes our lawn best. He says, Prairie Preservation Plot. I say, Best Bee-Feeder on the Block. OMG, Creator of all green things, will You settle this? What do You think?
OMG, It’s Monday! Prayer: Wow, God. Just Wow.
O Lord, Your infinite mind has designed an infinite number of beautiful things, but surely, peonies must near the top of your lovely list. OMG, thank You that while our politicians don’t always get it right, they were smart enough to name it Indiana’s state flower!
OMG, It’s Monday! Prayer
O Lord, another spectacular sunrise! Amid glorious sherbet-colored clouds, the butter-cake sun shines through dark-chocolate trees … um, sorry, Jesus, dieting is getting to me. But viewing Your generous artistry day after day — OMG, where do we funny little people get off, thinking You aren’t Love?
Vive la Différence!
Throughout human history, we have observed one inevitable truth: men and women are different.
Even our newborn who mistook Daddy’s shirt-pocketed beeper for breakfast recognized that fact.
So why does our culture try to convince us otherwise?
Take, for example, the five senses: sight, hearing, smelling, tasting and touching.
Everyone possesses a pair of eyes. Yet women can spot cute shoes on sale from the interstate. Men see such shoes only if their spouses add this 207th pair to their closets.
Women mostly see dirt and germs in a negative light. Perhaps because God made Adam from mud pies, guys see dirt in a positive light, whether in a slide into home plate or a monster truck’s foray into mud bogs. They acknowledge germs only if their work requires they eradicate them in patients or grow them in petri dishes.
Gender differences also pervade our hearing. A husband may wonder, “Why bother with baby monitors?”
When Mommy and Daddy are on a second honeymoon, two hundred miles away, she still hears their infant. Monitor or no monitor, he only hears their baby at night when accompanied by his wife’s elbow, kick, and/or water pistol.
This female hyper-hearing also applies to nighttime burglars and moments when children are too quiet. In either case, men experience a strictly limited audible range. How can she have expected him to do something, when he never heard it?
However, males hear “funny noises” in vehicles. My husband can detect an imperfect cup holder — even if it rattles in the third car behind him.
Women and men even smell smoke in contrasting ways. Women call 911 or, if company’s coming, clean ovens. Men smell bonfires, barbecues and fireworks. The smell of smoke equals a party!
The sense of taste also highlights gender differences. For men, taste generally involves sufficient quantity — unless you’re talking broccoli. Women are all about haute cuisine, artistic presentation and half servings — unless you’re talking chocolate. Then, bring it on by the semi load.
Finally, the sexes experience touch in unique ways. Women hug to celebrate engagements, new babies, expanded closet space. We hug to console each other when evil extra pounds refuse to be evicted.
Men, on the other hand, hug at key life events: weddings, funerals, or ball games. If their team wins.
Why did the Creator design us so differently? We may not understand that mystery until Heaven. Still, acknowledging He knew what He was doing seems reasonable.
Actually, it’s the only scenario that makes sense.
Your Extraordinary Ordinary: How do you sense your world differently from men/women?