He (God) will never leave you or forsake you!
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When I have these days so bleak, I do not think You have forgotten me. It is at these times, I realize, You are with me the most. I feel You close, Breathing on me, Caressing me, Whispering in my spirit�s ear, �I am here, do not despair.� I feel the warmth right from Your palm, Your Love and peace, how blanket-soft. *II Corinthians 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of sympathy (pity and mercy) and the God [Who is the source] of every comfort (consolation and encouragement), Who comforts us in every trouble, so that we may also be able to comfort those who are in any kind of trouble or distress, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. I Corinthians 13:1 states: �If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.�
John 13:14-17 (14)If I then, Your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you ought to wash one another�s feet. (15)For I have given you this as an example, so that you should do what I have done to you. (16)I assure you, most solemnly I tell you, A servant is not greater than his master, and no one who is sent is superior to the one that sent him. (17)If you know these things, blessed and happy and to be envied are you if you practice them.
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Welcome! this site (like me) is a work in progressThere are so many seasons in our lives, some of which we do not understand. There are natural times of planting, dormancy, and harvesting. (Seed, time, and harvest) In life, many times we question the reasons for the seasons. To our human minds, It makes no sense. But through our spiritual eyes, we see God contriving a wonderful symphony that He alone is orchestrating through us all. It is through these many seasons we will find growth, love, and acceptance to life�s most challenging questions. It is then we will find true peace in God and with ourselves. *Ecclesiastes 3:1 To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under Heaven.
I am what you might call �a progressive princess.� Day by day, moment by moment, I am allowing my Father the King to place a jewel in His daughter�s crown. I stand here today as a testimony of a woman redeemed from the pit. Previously I believed my life to be a mistake. I was convinced I was a misfit. Everything bad that happened to me was because I believed I was a fluke. My parents did the best they could with what they learned from their parents. Which wasn�t much. I went through an anger phase for a while, but that didn�t last. I thought I MUST HAVE DONE SOMETHING to deserve my life. God is just punishing me. you see I blamed myself for everything. I even blamed myself for people treating me wrong. I really believed I deserved it. One day I was talking to God in the car and I said �Lord if I have any unforgiveness towards anyone in my heart, show me.� And He said You do. I said, �Who Lord, I thought I have made peace with everyone in my life. And He said �You haven�t. You need to forgive yourself.� �But God, I don�t know how. You will have to show me.� And this is where I am. The master is taking me ever so gently and shaping me daily into what He desires for me. His personal best. It is not easy to submit. But I know my Father knows me better than I know myself. I am still learning to love, to trust, by committing myself to His potter�s wheel. There is a lot of scraping and shaving off which hurts my flesh. The scripture God has given me to carry me through these trials is found in Psalms �MY whole being follows closely after You, in the shadow of Your wings will I rejoice.� Most of the time now I am rejoicing by faith. But I know that joy comes in the morning and my morning is coming soon because my Father wants only the very best for His girls. I know there are many out there like me who have believed the lie �This is for everyone else but me. I can never get ahead.� Take the word from someone who was ridiculed as a child, hurt, made fun of all her life, God is specifically in to fixer uppers. Those who the world call foolish and ugly and fat and slow and lazy, He makes masters of mending. Here is something I wrote to remind me that we are never alone. He understands and holds us in His righteous right hand.
Guess Who? I have just begun this journey,Though I traveled many roads, I have walked through many valleys,But, I still have far to go. The distance that�s behind me,Can never quite compare, With the road that�s been assigned me,There is more to meet me there. This labor will not take me,Nor encompass my whole being, I will not focus on my pain,But dwell on Godly things. I feel alone most all the time,Though I know He�s by my side, It�s when the road gets winding,I sense He�s there to guide. I know there is an end somewhere,A final destination, Right now, at this point in time,I pray for a vacation. Who am I, what�s my name?Can you guess my vocation? I�m Jesus Christ, the very oneWho lived all your emotions. *I Peter 4:1 So since Christ suffered in the flesh for us, for you, arm yourselves with the same thought and purpose [patiently to suffer rather than fail to please God]. God can even use me!
"Why am I such a misfit, I am not just a nitwit. Just because my nose glows, why can't I fit in?" Rudolf the red nosed reindeer "Charlie Brown, of all the Charlie Browns of the world, you're the "Charlie Browniest!" Lucy from " A Charlie Brown Christmas." He will use whom the world calls foolish to confound the wise. Tattered Cloth Lord let this vessel I reside in Not be a wasteland. Cause these eyes to not look down, To cast my sites beyond. Help my hands to open wide, To hold the hand of those who cry. With arms outstretched, reach out to those, All the ones the worlds oppose. Guide my legs, my feet to places, Where I may brighten people�s faces. Let my thoughts imbibe in You, My tongue to only speak Your truth. Cause this heart to beat in time, In rhythm, pulse for all mankind. *Psalms 84:2 My soul yearns, yes, even pines and is homesick for the courts of the Lord; My heart and my flesh cry out and sing for joy to the living God. Memoirs To God is published!Hey Guys: Here it is!
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Dwelling
