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LED BY GOD

 

Exodus 13:21

“And the LORD went before them by day in a pillar of a cloud, to lead them the way; and by night in a pillar of fire, to give them light; to go by day and night:”


God’s guidance.

What comfort and peace to have God ordering our steps.


The leading of God sometimes causes us to travel over rough terrain. 

Rocky places. 

High mountains. 

 Low valleys. 

There are also the smooth paths filled with beautiful scenery.


Through it all He will provide joy for the journey.

There are bursts of joy. Sometimes there are seasons of joy.

After nights of weeping, the morning joy appears.


Without fail God leads His children along.



God bless✨

In Christ,

Sis. Stephanie 



Shady Green Pastures 

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In shady, green pastures, so rich and so sweet, God leads His dear children along; Where the water′s cool flow bathes the weary one's feet,

God leads His dear children along. Some through the waters, some through the flood, Some through the fire, but all through the blood; Some through great sorrow, but God gives a song, In the night season and all the day long. Sometimes on the mount where the sun shines so bright, God leads His dear children along; Sometimes in the valley, in darkest of night, God leads His dear children along. Though sorrows befall us and Satan oppose, God leads His dear children along; Through grace we can conquer, defeat all our foes, God leads His dear children along. Away from the mire, and away from the clay, God leads His dear children along; Away up in glory, eternity′s day, God leads His dear children along.



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