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Regifting

 


I have no problem receiving or giving a regift.  Just a few years back, I purchased a “like new” cookbook for southwest grilling at a local thrift store.  I wrapped it with a pretty bow and placed it under the Christmas tree for Tom who likes to grill.  He loved it.  We regift in our family sometimes, especially books.


I’m still amused that my one daughter purchased a biography that she wanted to read; she read most of it and wrapped it up and gave it to me for Mother’s Day with a note to pass it back to let her finish the final chapters!  Actually, we had wonderful discussions about the author and by giving the book back, it didn’t take up space in my library.   I should mention she also enclosed a hefty check in my Mother's Day card!

 

My other daughter sent me a photo (above) of a homemade biscotti gift she received and told me it’s coming to me when she drops by for coffee in a few days!

 Comatose Talents, Awaken! 

God given talent which lies dormant becomes a gift when it surfaces again.  Tom recently replaced his struggle to learn the guitar with his natural talent to draw.  Watercolor videos on line pique his interest.  My spirit lifts when I look at the colors he created in this turkey.



As we walked in the park, my girlfriend, Gwen, mentioned she started sewing again.  My excited reaction inspired her and why wouldn’t it; she is a perfectionist and excellent with details.  She makes aprons and sells them on consignment locally.  She designed one for me; isn’t the watermelon print cute?  Of course, I had to make a coffeecake for Tom for our morning coffee break on the deck and wear my new apron.



I hope, too, I am using my God-given gifts.  It’s a good idea to do some soul searching now and then to make sure no talents go dormant.

"In 1 Peter 4:10, we’re called to use our gifts to serve others as faithful stewards of God’s grace.  Those are supernatural abilities God gives each Christ-follower, but the general idea of blessing others also carries over to talents.”  Dave Ramsey  


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  1. What beautiful ways of re-gifting together! I love the way that your daughters turned the re-gifting into an experience of sharing your hearts too. Blessings to you and your family!

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    1. Thanks, Bettie, for stopping by and blessing us. I'm so happy that we don't have to always have everything brand new and shiny!

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  2. I love the idea of regifting together like that! It makes total sense to me too. Why let things go to waste right? Loving that turkey. What beautiful colors. I just a read a devotional over the last few days about using our gifts and talents and do we use them to bring honor and glory to Jesus and to be blessings to others? It was a great devo. I try to tell my daughters every single Sunday to pray about whom they may be a blessings too over the week, no matter what way that might be. Hope you are doing well and you look so darn cute in that apron. Hugs and blessings, Cindy

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    1. Oh, that would be a great devo to encourage gifts and talents. I wrote this because sometimes I talk with others who do not see their giftedness or talents because of fear holding them back and the joy their gift contributes. The apron is meticulous. She blessed me with this surprise gift and I feel loved!

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  3. What a blessing to have daughters who are also friends with whom you can laugh. Regifting in this manner sounds like a win-win. Special props to Tom for realizing his heart wasn't in the guitar (right now) and having the courage to explore a more appealing option!

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    1. Tom is more relaxed with watercolor and I notice striving isn't a problem like guitar. We need to know where we're gifted naturally to pursue a passion.

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  4. What a way to show how to be "good stewards" of His blessings, for all things come from the good Lord! In doing so, everybody I think is blessed by that act of thoughtfulness and selflessness. That's a nice looking turkey that Bro. Tom drew and what beautiful colors! You look great in that special apron sister Mary! Thank you for the reminder not to waste any talent but much more not to use the spiritual gifts from God! Love and prayers always.

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    1. " but much more not to use the spiritual gifts from God!"
      I meant "to use them than NOT..." :) I got distracted looking at the biscotti and coffeecake for the "artist"! LOL.

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    2. Ha, ha! you tickle my funny bone!

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  5. Aw, I love your apron! We love to re-gift things, too. So many times, we receive things we truly do not need, and rather than let them sit on a shelf or in a drawer, we pass them on to someone who actually does need them. Just like you, it gives us such great joy to give! God bless you, sweet friend. :)

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    1. I hear your voice in my head after reading your book! I am proud of myself for heeding all the wisdom you impart, Cheryl. My closets and drawers have never been this organized.

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  6. I always enjoy your posts Mary, as you share tidbits of your life mixed with wonderful wisdom and insight. I have regifted as well, and finding things at thrift stores, I will often repurpose them into something new and more useful, I love doing that. I like how you shared that we can use our gifts and talents for the Lord, and while we may be quite intent on a certain gift we think we have, the Lord may have a better one in mind for us. Your Tom is doing a lovely job with the watercolored turkey! Great thoughts you shared today :) Many blessings to you!

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