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Perspective: The Importance of One

We all need a change in perspective sometimes...and mine usually come about from a Holy Spirit nudge about something related to my son. Anyone else get that too?!

I wrote a bible study on Genesis. I had grand schemes on changing the world through it because when I started writing, it seemed to be the Holy Spirit impressing upon me that that it would be one of the most important things I would ever do. Well, my puffed up spirit was sure that meant I would publish this thing and the workbook would go viral.

Enter reality. I'm tired. I don't have the energy to put into finding a publisher (I've thus far tried one avenue with a shut door) and most likely I'm going to end up on Amazon with friends and family supporting this endeavor. Hopefully ;). (Note, I'll take prayers for the drive to publish!)

Two weeks ago now, I received a reminder from the Holy Spirit on that idea of this being supremely important and the perspective change. I dedicated that bible study to my son. Because I feel perhaps, that some day, he will get lost. And the prayer of my life is that he would find God, where I did, back at the beginning. The nudge two weeks ago was this: if Nathan reads that study someday, and he, one person, comes back, wouldn't that be the most important thing I ever did? And the answer is a resounding YES.

It really hit home to me the idea of leaving the 99 for the one, as our Heavenly Father and Shepherd does. I think a lot of times we have big ideas. We want to change the world. We want people, collectively, to like us. We want the 99. But it's the one that really matters. I think, no matter what happens with my study, even if it grows...it will grow by numbers of one. And it is the ONE that is important at that time.

Friends, in your lives, focus on the one you are with. Be with that one. Love that one. Pray for that one. That ONE is the most important person in the world. Every time.

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