Awhile ago Addie had posted on Facebook a picture of her and my brother and commented on how God gives good gifts (4G's) And it got me thinking. I spent this week going through a self discovery trying to figure myself out, what I wanted, needed just a little more on me. And I came to thinking about gifts. Gifts have a weird thing for me. When I think of gifts I think about receiving them on your birthday, Christmas. On special holidays and sometimes just because reasons. Gifts have been one of my love languages on how I show love to others but when I was younger it stressed me out more than it does now, which is weird. I love receiving a gift but I love the hidden meaning behind the gift more than the gift itself. I love that someone cared enough to pick something out for me. And trying to figure why they choose the gift they did for me. So really I could care less about the gift but because everything has a story, it makes me enjoy the gift just as much.
But on a spiritual note, here's what I have been thinking about: I grew up in a christian home, everything written here may sound religious so bare with me.. Addie brought up a good thought piece to ponder on. She believes that God gives good gifts to his children, I honestly don't know how much of that I believe. I used to think that God gives everyone a choice and with choice comes the good and the bad. For in everything you do, say or think something good or bad happens. Me sitting here writing results in a good or bad scenario. Now I just am just as confused as you are reading all that. Or maybe you're not and understand more than I do. I do know it says in the bible God delights in giving his children good gifts and so he must have a lot of good gifts for me. And I don't mean any of the spiritual gifts or what we're good at. But gifts he delights in giving his children.
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