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A Mighty Long Way ... Week of March 31, 2019

Psalm 71:5-6 New International Version (NIV)

5 For you have been my hope, Sovereign Lord,
    my confidence since my youth.
6 From birth I have relied on you;
    you brought me forth from my mother’s womb.
    I will ever praise you.

Dear Friends,

The Lord God has brought me from a mighty long way.  My "mighty long way" does not look exactly like yours.  Different families, different backgrounds.  We come from diverse communities. We belong to different churches.  Yet, our faith in God, our acceptance of Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior unites us.
The Lord has brought us to this moment in time. From birth, from our mother's womb, God the Father has bring leading and bringing us along.
One songwriter penned: "some through the water, some through the flood, some through the fire, but all through the blood."  God leads His dear children along.
I would venture to say that the way has been mighty, mighty long for most.  The valleys have been deep. Our times of distress more than we can count or want to remember.  But, my soul magnifies the Lord for every step in the "mighty long way..."  In advance I thank the Lord for continuing to guide me through life's journey.  
Look can't you see the culmination of the long distance:  it's Heaven.  We are on our way to Heaven.  Keep sight of the goal.  

God bless you.
In Christ, 
Sis. Stephanie
  • (I thank You, Jesus) I thank You, Jesus.
    (I thank You, Jesus) I thank You, Jesus.
    I thank You, Jesus, I thank You Lord,
    oh, You’ve brought me from a mighty,
    a mighty long way, 
    a mighty long way.
  • from the Song - I Thank You Jesus
    (written by Kenneth Morris)

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