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  Psalms 46:1   “God  is our  refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.” Help.  God is my Help. Always present…in trouble and in triumph.  Help. God is my Help.  I lift up my eyes knowing my help comes from the Lord.  All my help.  Every need supplied. He is My Support. He is The Solution. My Benefactor. Ever providing. Always nourishing. Constantly replenishing. Help. God is My Help. God bless. In Christ, Sis. Stephanie 

  Corinthians 9:8 “And God  is  able to make all grace abound toward you; that ye, always having all sufficiency in all  things , may abound to every good work:” “Grace.  Grace.  God’s grace.  His grace is sufficient for me.” Yesterday was kind of rough.  My mind was on speed dial.  Traveling backwards.  Mistakes made, beating me up.  Opportunities missed, breaking me down.  But God.  God’s Word delivered me.  As I reflect on yesterday’s scenario, I am sitting here thanking God for grace.  I realize that attacks by the enemy, can never surpass nor succeed the miraculous grace of Jesus.  Jesus Christ, the Savior of my soul.   Still sitting here in awesome wonder of God’s grace.  Grace.  Grace.  How sweet the sound.  That saved a wretch like me.  Truly Amazing.  God bless.  In  Christ, Sis. Stephanie 

  Malachi 3:6 “For I  am  the LORD, I change not; therefore ye sons of Jacob are not consumed.” Jesus is Lord.  Facts. He does not change.  Ever.  Verifiable.  Some days are hard.  Just troubling.  So much going on.  Cannot always ignore the noise.  Yet we persevere.  And not because we are so strong.  But God is.  His unchanging hand… His matchless love… His boundless mercy… His constant presence preserves.  Jesus is Lord. Jesus.  Lord Jesus.  God bless.  In Christ, Sis. Stephanie 

  Philippians 1:6 “Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform  it  until the day of Jesus Christ:” Preparing for the next chapter. Cleaning the clutter inside and out.  Reevaluating priorities.  Seeking a revival.  Believing God.  Slowing down a bit.  Focusing on spiritual wellness.  Taking care of my business.  Exercising faith.  Believing God. Stopping to view the sunrise.  Appreciating the sunset.  Planting flowers.  Picking some… Believing God.  Being thankful.  Being kind.  Being… Just being. Believing God.  God bless. In Christ, Sis. Stephanie 

  Proverbs 22:6 “Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it." Daddy taught us to ride a bike. The red bicycle belonged to my brother.  I loved the cranberry red bike.  I remember my father holding the bike steady and guiding me along.  I also remember him letting go and sometimes I wobbled. Daddy was there to hold me and pick me up when I fell. Many life experiences can be viewed through the experience on the red bicycle.  My Heavenly Father holds me steady.  He guides me along.  I am thankful that when I get "wobbly"  He teaches me how to maintain my balance. He watches over me. He keeps me from falling.  Thank you, Lord, for every blessing. Thank you for every lesson learned.  Thank you for the red bicycle.  God bless.  In Christ, Sis. Stephanie

  Matthew 5:4 “ Blessed  are  they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. ” It is not just a cliche. Good grief. Grief. How can it be good? It is a loss. It can be devasting. Recovery from it seems elusive. How can we live with it? How can we move on? How long does it last? Why are people telling me to get over "It"? Grief. You have got to be kidding me. Good...Grief? I do know that it is different for everyone. I have lived in the valley of the shadow. I have stood in it. I have laid in it. I have cried...still crying I have heard that grief is a process. I have read that there are stages to it. I have sunk to the bottom of its despair. In the struggle... in the mourning I have been blessed. Good grief.  The other side of it. The blessing in mourning is to know  The God of All Comfort. He doesn't just show up at the family visitation. He does not just wrap His arms around us at the funeral. He doesn't stop breaking bread when the repast is over. Through it al...

  Matthew 5:15 “ Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. ” A little light… Sometimes that is all we need.  Enough illumination to see the step ahead.  A little light.  Sitting in a dark space.  Opening the blinds to let the light in.  What a difference.  A little light.  A smile  A warm hello.  An encouraging text.  A card in the mail.  A phone call.  A little light.  Shining.  Shimmering.  Steady  A little light.  Yours… Let it shine.✨ God bless.  In Christ, Sis. Stephanie