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Right On Target

As a Christian, it’s easy to look around and see spiritual significance in everything we do!

Here is a photo of my target. I went shooting in the desert with my DH a few days ago. I missed the bull’s eye a time or two! On the drive home, I thought of how target shooting is significant to the definition of sin: missing the mark.


If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. 1 John 1:8,9

We all miss the mark. I’m so grateful for a savior. He never gives up on me. I stumbled across an old journal entry dating back to January. I wrote about some goals I hoped that I would accomplish this year. I forgot I journaled this, but Jesus didn’t! I wrote that I wanted to lose 15 lbs. I need self control. I lost 10 and have 5 more to go; will I make it by the end of the year? I think so.

I also wrote about some fears that I wanted to overcome such as gaining confidence in traveling alone. That sure happened! Never did I think I would be traveling alone so much like I have had to do this past year.

What is the significance of all this? Looking back I see His faithfulness. Jesus is my “significant other”, of course! What a savior. To trust Him in all things, now that’s for what I’m aiming.

Comments

  1. DeniseOctober 27, 2009 at 7:51 PM

    Great post sweetie, love you.

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  2. Debbie PetrasOctober 27, 2009 at 7:53 PM

    Oh Mary you are growing each day. Traveling alone and I just know you'll lose the last five pounds. I've missed you online lately but know you've had much going on.

    Sending you hugs,
    Debbie

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  3. rcubesOctober 27, 2009 at 8:03 PM

    At first, I panicked! I thought great new look! Oh no! Where's her picture[header]....ohh....okay...she didn't remove it. She just moved it to her side bar! Whewww...

    Sister, that's neat you can shoot! My hubby wanted to teach me, I always holler "no!". I love your analogy between the target and sins. And yes, Amen to the Savior Who is always faithful and never gives up on us!

    That's okay if you missed that target...But not spiritually...With Jesus as your "front and rear sights" aligned, there is no missing the mark!!!God bless you sister...Your post blessed me tonight more than you'll ever know...Good night! Love to you!

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  4. AndreaOctober 27, 2009 at 8:35 PM

    There are many lessons:

    Be careful what you pray for..you just might get it.

    Don't make Mary mad, she is a pretty good shot..well, at least good enough to kill or hurt you.

    Great post...I just had to tease a bit. I Love you! You have become a treasured friend and as you know, I miss the mark quite a bit.

    Love, hugs, and prayers, andrea

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  5. Elizabeth MahlouOctober 27, 2009 at 11:26 PM

    I know the butterflies that fly along with you when you fly alone. You just want them in the sky and not in your stomach. The more you do it, the more coping skills you develop. I know: I have flown alone to 5 countries and 6 states in the last 3 months and in the next couple of weeks, I will be going to 5 more states -- alone. Good for you that you are doing it. You are not alone, though. God is with you. God has helped me so many times on my trips, sometimes in the most startling ways.

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  6. LisaShawOctober 28, 2009 at 7:49 AM

    WOW! This message Mary is so "right on target"! I'm praying for you dear sister. I love you.

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  7. JackieOctober 28, 2009 at 10:20 AM

    Great post! My hearts desire is to daily "hit the mark of His Heart" Glory to God!
    Sweet Blessings!
    Jackie

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  8. Heart2HeartOctober 28, 2009 at 10:23 AM

    This is a wonderful post in how well you used the Target. Here is hoping that I miss the center mark if it pertains to sin in my life, I don't even want to hit the paper at this point.

    Praying that all the goals that you have established with be blessed with God's almighty hand.

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  9. Kathleen October 29, 2009 at 5:41 AM

    Love the new look! It must go hand-in-hand with the new you, the one made new by His incredible crafting!

    Your parable with the target is so appropriate. About the time I begin patting myself on the back for something, I take a gander at my accuracy and find that I'm often way off the mark!

    Blessings,
    Kathleen

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  10. Pom PomOctober 29, 2009 at 10:10 AM

    What a great post and I LOVE your new header!
    I have often been astounded when looking back at old journal lists. It's exactly as you say - the Lord shepherds us and remembers our plans. (BIG HUG!)

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