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LOVED AND WANTED

 As a person, we have a desire to always feel wanted and loved. One of the worst feelings is to know something special is happening and you were not wanted there, or invited to it. It happens. It can happen in a family or in a friend group. You can accidently walk in on an event at work and it makes for a very odd situation where you just bow out. Wow, does that feel weird.





I think back to when my sons were growing up and some of the best times were when my kids got out of school and I got those " We LOVE you, we missed you Mama" hugs !! What great hugs those were.. Fast forward to today, when my husband gets home from work, it always feels good to get that warm hug, I MISSED YOU BABY hug..... It is so so GOOD to know you are loved and WANTED !!

We all have that desire to feel wanted and needed.

As we feel that, the same can be said about our relationship with our Heavenly Father. Throughout God's word, it says if we will draw closer to him, he will draw closer to us.

James 4:8
Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you. Cleanse your hands, ye sinners; and purify your hearts, ye double minded.
I am not saying that God is not always with us, he is. I am just saying that if you want a closer relationship...GET WITH HIM.. Study his word...Pray to him. He hears you.

Do you talk to God all the time, once a week, once a month? Do you ONLY talk to God when you are in trouble? Do you draw nigh to him only when you have problems in your life?

Maybe you should try inviting him into your life on a daily basis.

We should ask him to be involved in every detail of our lives.




We should want him involved in every part of our lives 💓.


We should be letting Him guide us and direct us in His will.


DO YOU WANT HIM THERE?

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