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Day by Day


           "Give us day by day our daily bread."
                     - Luke 11:3

 Dear Friends,

 On a daily basis we are bestowed with all that we need to live in this present world.  God in His great faithfulness imparts new mercy each morning.  Adequate grace is available every moment of every day.  The Lord equips us through His Word to meet the challenges that confront us.  Day by day help is ours, wisdom is ours, strength is ours.  We have our daily bread.

 Knowing that we are not left to wander through life on our own is comforting.  Daily reminders of God's presence and abiding love are all around us.  "Can you walk? Can you talk? Can you see? Can you hear?
Then you should know, you should know, how blessed you are."  Even if we are limited physically we are blessed.  Perhaps we cannot walk using our legs, yet we can walk by faith.  Day by day. Whatever physical limitations we have do not hinder our spirit.  However, we must choose through the application of God's word to "walk in the Spirit.  Day by day.

 We pray:

 "Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, as in heaven, so in earth.
Give us day by day our daily bread.  And forgive us our sins; for we also forgive every one that is indebted to us.  And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil." - Luke 11:2-4  KJV

 Day by day may you live the abundant live filled with peace, powered by love as promised by God.

 God bless you.
in Christ,
Sis. Stephanie




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