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Now concerning spiritual gifts, brethren, I would not have you ignorant. Now there are diversities of gifts, but the same Spirit. And there are differences of administrations, but the same Lord. And there are diversities of operations, but it is the same God which worketh all in all. But the manifestation of the Spirit is given to every man to profit withal. For to one is given by the Spirit the word of wisdom; to another the word of knowledge by the same Spirit; To another faith by the same Spirit; to another the gifts of healing by the same Spirit; To another the working of miracles; to another prophecy; to another discerning of spirits; to another divers kinds of tongues; to another the interpretation of tongues: But all these worketh that one and the selfsame Spirit, dividing to every man severally as he will. For as the body is one, and hath many members, and all the members of that one body, being many, are one body: so also is Christ. For by one Spirit are we all baptized into one body, whether we be Jews or Gentiles, whether we be bond or free; and have been all made to drink into one Spirit. For the body is not one member, but many.
           - 1 Corinthians 12:1,4-14 

Yesterday I had the privilege of watching the Home going Service for Congressman John Lewis. The Bible tells us to give honor to whom honor is due. 
The celebration of a Christian life used to glorify God through ministry, through non-violent action. 

The Lord has given each member of the body gifts. My prayer is that we strive individually and collectively to utilize our gifts in service to others. It is true that only what we do for Christ will last. 

God bless!
In Christ, 
Sis. Stephanie 
 


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