My eleven year old son used to love the Veggie Tale videos. Sadly, all little boys grow up, and it has been years since we have watched those shows. So, why is it that all week I've been hearing a soft animated voice in my head repeating, "God made you special and He loves you very much"?
Not every random thought, no matter how pleasant or how irritating, has to have a hidden meaning, but after several days of this mantra playing over and over, I stopped to analyze the personal significance.
I decided that it was a subconscious longing for my son’s toddlerhood days.
Hmm, no, it must stem from my vast list of insecurities, “I’m not good enough,” “worthy enough,” “pretty enough,” and the list goes on and on.
Nope that’s not it.
Honestly, I think God just wanted me to know that the creator of the universe thinks I am pretty special (ME! Ronnell Kay Gibson!) AND Jesus, God’s son, loves me soo much (so much that thousands of years before I was born, He died on the cross for my sins)!
Thank you, Bob (and Larry) for reminding me just how important I am, over and over. And, thank you, that it’s not “Oooh, where is my hairbrush?” playing in my head!
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