EQ:So one of the questions we ask ourselves is, is God real?
So I want to take some ideas on how his Miracle has shown up in your life and made you the person you are today. To post your thoughts, go to the welcome page post your comments.
Love_God_always!: God has perfect knowledge of us, and all our thoughts and actions are open before him. Psalm 139:7
Memorize:" Don't talk too much, for it fosters sin. Be sensible and turn off the flow!" Proverbs 10:19
Challenge yourself to memorize the verse above, and to read Psalm 19:12-14
I did, it's not hard you can do it to you know you can so do it!
Memorize:" Don't talk too much, for it fosters sin. Be sensible and turn off the flow!" Proverbs 10:19
Challenge yourself to memorize the verse above, and to read Psalm 19:12-14
I did, it's not hard you can do it to you know you can so do it!
Think about this..
"I hate you!" Julie screamed as she ran out of the house. She was glad to see the school bus coming around the corner. She climbed on quickly before her mother could call her back, but she knew she would have to answer her words after school. Later Julie's anger began to go away, but she didn't want to lose it. When she felt it weakening, she would think bitter thoughts. Why does she always say no? At lunchtime Julie scowled. Thanking God for her food didn't fit her mood, so she skipped it. Feeling guilty, she pulled her favorite sandwich from her lunchbox. Tucked in the sandwich bag was a note, " Julie, I love you. Mother." Julie felt a bit ashamed, but not to much. She's just feeling guilty for not letting me go to the party, she reminded herself.
By the time school was dismissed, Julie made a long list's of complaint's to present to her mother. She would have to something to justify her angry words that morning. She was thinking about them when she heard sirens scream and saw a fire engine roar past the bus. The kids watched and talked excitedly as the bus followed slowly. When Julie saw the lights flashing in front of her house, terror gripped her. She stumbled from the bus and ran wildly up the street. Was her house on fire? Where was her mother?
Frantically, she searched the crowd. Oh, there was Mother, standing on the edge of the crowd, watching the firemen pour water onto the burning storage building behind the house. Sobbing, Julie ran into her mother's arms. "Oh, Mama," she whispered, "I'm sorry! I love you!"
How about you?
Do you ever leave home with sharp words hanging between your family? Do you feed those feelings bitter thoughts? Right now, make up your mind to stop.
WACH YOUR WORDS I cant explain how important that is, it either builds your family or jeopardizes it.
Post your answer you and your family came up with on the "welcome" page put down after your comment if you wish put "private" if its ok to share don't put anything about being non private
By the time school was dismissed, Julie made a long list's of complaint's to present to her mother. She would have to something to justify her angry words that morning. She was thinking about them when she heard sirens scream and saw a fire engine roar past the bus. The kids watched and talked excitedly as the bus followed slowly. When Julie saw the lights flashing in front of her house, terror gripped her. She stumbled from the bus and ran wildly up the street. Was her house on fire? Where was her mother?
Frantically, she searched the crowd. Oh, there was Mother, standing on the edge of the crowd, watching the firemen pour water onto the burning storage building behind the house. Sobbing, Julie ran into her mother's arms. "Oh, Mama," she whispered, "I'm sorry! I love you!"
How about you?
Do you ever leave home with sharp words hanging between your family? Do you feed those feelings bitter thoughts? Right now, make up your mind to stop.
WACH YOUR WORDS I cant explain how important that is, it either builds your family or jeopardizes it.
Post your answer you and your family came up with on the "welcome" page put down after your comment if you wish put "private" if its ok to share don't put anything about being non private
"The one year Devos for girls" by: Tyndale