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Whatsoever Things



"Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." 
    -Philippians 4:8

Dear Friends,

It was about 2:30 in the morning and I couldn't get back to sleep.  My thoughts started to race over all of the "things" going on in my life.  Worry was like a thought bubble you see in cartoons.  "This is going on that's going on, let me see what should I worry about." Thank God for the Holy Spirit reminding me in a whisper: "Whatsoever."  The power of the Holy spirit is phenomenal.  In an instant worry was replaced with whatsoever.

Whatsoever things are true

  • God loves me.  God is in control. God does not change.
Whatsoever things are honest
  • God is not a man that He should lie
  • From everlasting to everlasting He is God
Whatsoever things are just
  • For God so loved the world that He gave His Only Begotten Son
  • Jesus paid the price for my salvation
Whatsoever things are pure
  • The Word of God is pure. Rest in God's Word
Whatsoever things are lovely
  •  God has made everything beautiful in it's time
  • Thank you Lord for all you have done and continue to do in my life
Whatsoever things are of good report
  • Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning
  • God is Able
  • God is Faithful
The whatsoever things add strength.  The whatsoever things encourage our hope.  The whatsoever things build our faith.  The whatsoever things ignite our joy.

Think on the whatsoever things.

God bless!
in Christ,
Sis. Stephanie


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