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31 Days of Prayer – Week 5
It is good to remember. Remember where you come from. Remember what you’ve been through. Remember the moments of life that impacted you the most. When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches. Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice. Psalm 63:6-7 Take a look back on your life. Maybe your life is filled with hurt and pain. Just the thought of looking back makes you shudder. You want to press forward and run far away forgetting what has happened. If you could leave
31 Days of Prayer – Week 4
Prayer is so simple, yet we complicate it. We bow in corporate worship. We bow at breakfast, lunch and dinner. We bow to say a bedtime prayer. Do we bow when we are alone? Do we pray when no one sees? Do we recognize God’s voice when He speaks into the awkward silence? Sometimes I hold back the parts of life that seem too difficult to talk about. It’s too messy. It’s too emotionally exhausting. The silence is uncomfortable. If I bring everything to God and lay it down, it’s terrifying. And in that moment, it’s so complicated that I
Stepping Beyond My Fears to Faith
The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the LORD shall be safe. Proverbs 29:25 It was clear. I heard God’s voice. I knew I should take the next step, but I was afraid. Fear cripples me and tells me lies. Fear pins me to the floor and says things like: You are not capable. You will never succeed. It is too difficult. People will laugh at you. There are others more qualified. The task is too big for you. Your strength will fail. It does not make sense. I stand face to face with
Mercy, More Than a Game
I was a child when I first cried out for mercy. I turned face to face with my brother. We intertwined our fingers, grasped tightly with both hands and in unison chanted, “On your mark. Get set. Go!” The war began. We both had one goal in mind to squeeze, twist and turn the others hands and wrist hard enough for the other to holler out in pain the word, “Mercy!” As soon as the word was spoken, the game was over. The one who spoke the word lost. We played repeatedly. The game would start out fun with much
Why Worry?
Worry is not desirable, yet I often choose it, even fight for it. I actually despise the feeling I get deep in my gut when something is disturbing my normal. It’s hard to articulate exactly what ignites this feeling. Sometimes it only takes a word, a sight, a smell or a sound to bring up memories of past problems that make me feel physically ill. The feelings of worry are familiar. I don’t want to feel this way, but I don’t know how to escape. If I could break free from worry I would feel so much better. The weight
God is Faithful…
God is faithful, God is right, Everything that I do, He’s my guiding light. God is holy, God is true, In all that I go through, He is there too. God is peaceful, God is strong, No matter how hard it seems, He’s never wrong. God is gracious, God is kind, Every thought that I’m thinking, He sees my mind. God is mighty, God is love, Every step that I’m taking, He’s watching from above. God is righteous, God is great, Every journey I’m walking, He keeps my path straight. God is proven, God is truth, Every day I can
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