To those of you who are yet to plunge into the zygote pool and want to know what both plumbless horror and pure love feels like, have yourself a baby...
I can__ hear God__ voice for my kids, but I can watch and listen and pray and adjust and try not to screw up whatever He has planned for their lives. And although I can__ make them listen to God, or even want to, I can plant enough seeds to swing the world in their favor. That said, as I navigate my day surrounded by the parents of gifted children (did you notice there aren__ any average kids anymore__nly Gifted and Disposable), here__ where I get confused: if a person believes in gifts but not in God, then where__s they stand in daily admiration of their child__ emergent uniqueness, their heart swelling with pride and joy and, yes, gratitude __here, then, do they send the thank-you note?
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I can__ hear God__ voice for my kids, but I can watch and listen and pray and adjust and try not to screw up whatever He has planned for their lives. And although I can__ make them listen to God, or even want to, I can plant enough seeds to swing the world in their favor. That said, as I navigate my day surrounded by the parents of gifted children (did you notice there aren__ any average kids anymore__nly Gifted and Disposable), here__ where I get confused: if a person believes in gifts but not in God, then where__s they stand in daily admiration of their child__ emergent uniqueness, their heart swelling with pride and joy and, yes, gratitude __here, then, do they send the thank-you note?
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