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God — Kindness
Daily Christian thoughts music, poems based around God
Category: The Lord Jesus

A wise man will make more opportunities than he finds.
God — Kindness

I am…a Minister “ Now I rejoice in my sufferings for your sake, and in my flesh I am filling up what is lacking in Christ’s afflictions for the sake of his body, that is, the church, of which I became a minister according to the stewardship from God that was given to me for you, to make the word of God […]
I am…a Minister — Who I am in Jesus

“How kind the Lord is! How good he is! So merciful, this God of ours! The Lord protects those of childlike faith; I was facing death, and he saved me.” Psalm 116:5-6 NLT With Love, Cindy This Is My Journey Unscripted. Do you want to become a Christian? Click this link to learn more: Who Is Jesus? realchristianwomen.blog Photo by Matthew Henry […]
Sunday’s Verse, 8/16/20 — Real Christian Women

A seed once fell, on the good ground and oh how my life . . . it has turned around. It slowly sprang up, began to bear fruit for it in Jesus . . . grew up and took root. A seed was cultivated, out of a conversation about how Jesus . . . was […]
The Good Ground ~ — CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann
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FILIPINO EXPAT ENCOURAGEMENT 76 — ChristianBlessings

Where are you going billboard I found in South Carolina, this one is from FOR TRUTH. Where are you going billboard I saw this while we were traveling on I-26 in South Carolina. I was the passenger and took this photo. This is one of the “For Truth” billboards you can see in many locations. […]
Where are you going billboard — Courageous Christian Father

“I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me, just as the Father knows me and I know the Father; and I lay down my life for the sheep.” John 10:14-15 ESV
I am…Known — Who I am in Jesus

Recently, I felt like my faith was losing steam. My zeal and enthusiasm for God was draining away, kind of like a car leaking oil. You can put in more oil, but it keeps leaking out. Satan was putting doubts in my mind, even if only briefly. I couldn’t feel God. I didn’t feel like […]
When God Feels Far Away — Real Christian Women

16 I heard and my heart pounded,
my lips quivered at the sound;
decay crept into my bones,
and my legs trembled.
Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity
to come on the nation invading us.
17 Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
19 The Sovereign Lord is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to tread on the heights.
For the director of music. On my stringed instruments.
Refrain
I will be, I will be, I will be
strength for the journey.
I will be, I will be, I will be
strength for the journey.
1. There is a road meant for you to travel.
Narrow and steep is the shepherd’s way,
and as you say, “Yes,”
letting me guide you,
I will be strength for the journey.
2. There is a cross meant for you to carry.
There is a cross meant for you alone,
and as you bow down in
humble surrender, I
will be strength for the journey.
3. How many times have you doubted my word?
How many times must I call your name?
And as you say, “Yes,”
letting me love you, I
will be strength for the journey.

When I’m struggling to concentrate Can’t see anything new Lord, help me to remember everything You do. When I’m trying to move forward But it seems I’m standing still Lord, help me to remember that I can trust Your sovereign will. When I don’t understand Lord, help me to take Your hand I don’t want […]
Remind Me — Pippi’s Poetry