Tag Archives: aimee lynch

God Has His Own Eraser

It was the second hour of history class and my brain was functioning on power saver. I nodded occasionally to let the teacher know I was still cognizant, but beyond that I was there only in body. Gradually I came up for air, and was struck by what I heard. The unit we were studying was on Abraham’s life. The ...

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Creator

Who first patterned the fire’s dance? Each flickering fall captures your glance Not simple molecules as some like to say No way such beauty could be randomly displayed The diaphanous patterns were crafted by loving hands It was a thoughtful Creator who designed fire’s dance Who painted the sunset in the sky? No paintbrush I know could reach that high ...

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A Lesson from Cheerio

“When he has brought out all his own, he goes before them, and the sheep follow him, for they know his voice.” (John 10:4 ESV) A couple months ago my family did something unlikely–we got a dog. Yes, the Lynch family, a self-declared no-dog family for 16 years, acquired a dappled dachshund puppy named Cheerio. God has actually been teaching ...

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With You Always

“…And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.” (Matthew 28:20 NIV ) Another sob racked my nine-year-old body but a puddle of tears had soaked my pillow, muffling my cry. It was another three day weekend away from my mom and the comfort of my home. I was visiting my dad’s house like I did ...

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My Valentine

“So we have come to know and to believe the love that God has for us. God is love, and whoever abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him.” (1 John 3:16 ESV) Every girl wants a valentine—someone who will love her with that special love she knows must be out there somewhere. Teenage drama centers on ...

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Daddy

“And I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to me, says the Lord Almighty.” (2 Corinthians 6:18 NIV) When I was five years old, my dad left our Christian home. For the next ten years I grew up with a gnawing sense of need to have the things that only a dad could ...

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