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SUNDAY SPIRITUAL

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It seems that life is not important right now to some. There seems to be a lack of concern for the lives and well-being of some coming to America from lack of food, fear and oppression. Why entry for some is met with disdain and cruelty and others with jobs, homes and glad faces?

Grace is the most beautiful word in the Bible other than the name of our Savior. Grace is why God loves us when there is nothing lovely about us. We are not loved because we are valuable. We are valuable because we are loved by Him who created the heavens, the earth, the seas and all the dwells within them. Our lives do matter to HIM who created us. Show how grateful you are by being kind to someone today. You never know?

SUNDAY SPIRITUAL

What tests your faith?

What does that really mean? How does that help us in our Christian walk?

The testing or trials we undergo come in various ways. Becoming a Christian will often require us to move out of our comfort zones and into the unknown. Perseverance in testing results in spiritual maturity and completeness. This is why James wrote, “Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds” (James 1:2). The testing of faith can come in small ways and daily irritations; they may also be severe afflictions (Isaiah 48:10) and attacks from Satan (Job 2:7). Whatever the source of the testing, it is to our benefit to undergo the trials that God allows.

However, when we are in the middle of these situations, our only prayer is often, ‘How long O LORD’? Instead, we should ask, ‘What am I to learn from this’? Be mindful in your difficulty.

PEACE

WEDNESDAY WISDOM

OPPORTUNITY

Once opportunity is lost, it won’t be repeated. Each opportunity is a test of the vision of the that person. What happens when you don’t take your opportunities seriously? Who do you trust to fulfill them? GOD…you? Opportunity doesn’t shout, it whispers, and our ears must be attentive. When opportunity knocks, it doesn’t kick down the door, and we had better be alert to open the door. Or, we just might miss it.

For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: “It might have been!” ~~J. Greenleaf Whittier

WEDNESDAY WISDOM

What plant did you save and keep alive? My Mother Dear had a perfect green thumb. She could plant a dry stick and it would bloom. She was a great plant lover. And, I hated everyone of them when I was growing up. Now, I wish I had paid better attention and, maybe I wouldn’t kill my plants.

Smell some flowers today!