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Spiritual Sundays - In His Image


I noticed that my six-month old granddaughter, Susanna, periodically places her palm to her forehead. Her mom informed me that this is a mannerism that she inherited from her father who, when tired, places his palm to his forehead. He deployed when Susanna was only 3 months so he is not even here to see how much she looks and acts like him. He would be thrilled!

We, as God's children, are growing in our Father's image too. Amy Grant sang about wanting her Father's eyes...eyes full of compassion.

I knew that my soul was saved and that I was filled with the Holy Spirit when Father God replaced my fear of people and gave me love for them instead. Have you ever thought about how you resemble Him?
The qualities of our Father God are vast. And His children are as numerous as the stars in the sky! Gorious Father, how wonderful that You created us in your image. Bless my brothers and sisters today as we grow in your likeness!


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  1. Thank you for this inspiring post. Your example of God replacing a fear of people with love for them is ideal. And what a sweet story of your granddaughter. Blessings to your family!

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  2. Love the sweet story about your grandbaby! Yes Lord! May we all grow up into your image!Amen.

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  3. I almost cried reading about your grand daughter. That is so sweet. Happy Spiritual Sunday and thanks for the beautiful post.

    Tammy

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  4. It has often seemed strange to me that family mannerisms can be inherited. We have a few of them in my own family. What a lovely mystery.

    I love how the Father transforms us from the inside out to look, think and act like His Son. I often see it more clearly in others, but then others sometimes notice His touch in me. It's a priceless gift for each of us to treasure!

    Be blessed,
    Kathleen

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  5. Like your granddaughter, we should mimic Our Father. Thanks for sharing. Happy Spiritual Sunday.

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  6. What a wonderful post! I pray we all mimic our heavenly Father. Thanks for sharing and have a wonderful Sunday.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  7. That's really amazing that your grandchild had shown some "daddy stuff".
    Amen! May we also keep growing in our Father's likeness!
    My son, too is a carbon copy of my husband with his physical features. The other traits must be from mommy ;) [gotta' have some credit here :)].
    I'm tired from last night's work but I got rejuvenated reading your post!
    Have a blessed Sunday sister Mary! God bless always.

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  8. Oh yes!. my desire is to mirror His image everyday all the time!! This is a most inspiring post, I have been truly blessed.Thank you for sharing.
    Blessings,
    Sue

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  9. Such a sweet story...Bless you for making this precious comparison to our Heavenly Father.
    Hope you are enjoying your time with precious Susanna...much love and prayers, andrea

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  10. Inspiring and uplifting. Thanks for posting.

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  11. It broke my heart to think of this sweet baby growing up without her daddy seeing everthing but hopefully he will be home soon!

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  12. What a sweet story. How wonderful that God created people in his own image. Awesome.
    Thank you for sharing this with us today.
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

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  13. This is such a great post! It leaves me thinking. How sweet your granddaughter sounds.
    Blessings,
    Ginger

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  14. Wonderful insights. Beautiful thoughts.

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  15. My Dear Friend,

    Awesome post. I relate so well to the fear of people that I once had too. I was extremely shy, but He transformed me completely into the opposite. Yes, the qualities of our Father God are vast...and Amen to "how wonderful that You created us in your image." I just love that Mary. It's beautiful.

    It sounds like you have had a great time with your daughter and that sweet little one. Give them a big hug from me too!

    Love & Hugs,
    Alleluiabelle

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  16. Your post just gave me a spiritual hug and I really needed that hug! I'm a little late visiting SS postings but something just kept nudging me to do it! Thanks and Bless you.


    ~Jean

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