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Through different seasons of my life I increase my understanding of and appreciation for different components of God.   When I didn’t have a consistent father figure in my life, I needed God as a father to the fatherless ( Psalm 68:5 ).   In middle school and high school my pastor constantly reminded me that God is perfect ( 2 Samuel 22:31 ) and so being made in his likeness I strove for excellence in EVERYTHING I did.   Then in college I learned to rest in the sufficiency of Christ, that no achievement of mine could ever make me worthy of the sacrifice God already made for my salvation ( Philippians 3:3-9 ).   The God of wisdom ( Proverbs 2:6 ), the God of forgiveness and mercy ( Ephesians 2:4-6 ), the God of compassion ( Psalm 145:9 ), there are many qualities and characteristics that contribute to the composition of who God is.   During this season of my life, my heart is focused on God’s faithfulness .   The word faithful is an adjective with many definitions.   Most of which

I recently returned to Minnesota, my current state of residence, from a two week visit to Texas, a.k.a. Home.   I missed my hubby dearly and it is great to be back in my own bed (don’t underestimate the power of the thread count), but I have run into the same challenge multiple times.   Everyone asks, “How was your trip?”   For most circumstances this is a normal, small-talk question, but I keep hesitating to answer.   I hesitate because the appropriate small-talk response, “It was great!” just doesn’t do it justice.   A trip to Texas of any duration should not be summed up into one sentence. Two weeks is an extended visit even for me, but I was home-sick.   I was more than home-sick, I was desperately missing all things Texas.   During my visit, I loved having the chance to be a part of the obtrusive state pride, being in weather so hot that shady spots are the most valued in a parking lot, and seeing the state flag, Texas shaped silhouettes, and Texas Rangers and Dallas Cowboys sp