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Looking for Love In All But One P By Julie
Merin lace Eight pounds, 5 ounces. Little fingers. Little toes. Little lungs let loose with a lusty cry. Newborn baby expressing to the world his deepest needs. He is hungry. He is cold. He is wet. He feels alone. He needs someone to take care of him. To provide for him. To love him. A woman’s soft voice speaks gentle words that he cannot yet understand, yet they bring comfort. Warm arms pick him up and hold him close. The woman feeds him. Her reassuring sounds quiet his frantic cries. A man’s face looks over her shoulder. A strong but gentle hand strokes the little one’s soft hair. The infant’s most basic needs for nourishment and shelter are met. In the tender embrace of his parents, the infant’s need for love and belonging are also met. The tiny girl who cries in the bassinet next to his is not so fortunate. Her mother was not sure of the identity of the father of her child. The mother herself did not see how she could possibly take care of a baby. Overwhelmed and in desperation, the young mother left her infant in a cardboard box on the steps of a hospital. An orderly had heard her cries and brought her inside. There in the hospital, nurses take care of her. They feed her. They change her diaper. They make sure she is warm enough. The nurses are busy, though. There are many other patients who need their attention. There is little time for anyone to sit and hold her close. There is no one to sing soft lullabyes in her ear. No one to whom she belongs. Her basic physical needs are met. Yet in her tiny heart and soul, there is a hunger, an aching void that longs to be filled. A young woman dresses up to go to a party. Maybe tonight, she will meet someone special. Someone who will love her for who she is. Someone who wants her. Someone who will be there for her through good and bad times. She has long cherished this hope. There have been many parties. Many men have promised to be all she hoped they would be. Each and every one of them had let her down. What masquerades as love can never fill the deep longing, her insatiable hunger for genuine love that refuses to die. Still, the longing simply won’t fade away, and so she holds on to a fragile hope that maybe this time, things will be different. The clean-shaven face in the mirror, to all appearances, belongs to a man who has life all together. He brushes his teeth and combs his hair. He puts on a red tie and slips his arms into an expensive, black suit coat. Satisfied that he looks the part of a successful businessman, he picks up his black leather briefcase and strides down the stairs. After pouring a cup of coffee, he slips out the front door and drives away in his late model BMW to go to his office. He is powerful. He is wealthy. He is admired for his business savvy. This should be enough, he thinks. But somehow, it isn’t. No matter how much money he earns, no matter how often his accomplishments are lauded, he is aware of a hunger, an emptiness deep inside him. An emptiness that seems to grow bigger with each so-called success. As the emptiness consumes him, he tries to fill it from a glass in a bar…and the little white pills that promise relief, at least for a little while. When the effect of the pills and the drinks wear off, the emptiness is still there, even bigger than before. A deep, dark pit of emptiness that nothing is able to fill. A middle-aged wife and mother of three closes the front door of her home and leans against it. She and her husband have just returned from dropping their youngest child off at college. She wishes her husband had stayed home to be with her in this moment, but he had gone to the office to catch
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Page 59 and 60: “I pinky swear.” I do solemnly
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Page 65 and 66: Don’t Talk Back! Freedom from Neg
Page 67 and 68: against the rulers, against the aut
Page 69 and 70: in Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know th
Page 71 and 72: first allow Him to work within us.
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