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Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly. While the nearer waters roll. While the tempest still is high. Hide me Oh my Saviour, hide me. Till the storm of life is past. Safe into the haven guide me. Oh receive my soul at last. Charles Wesley wrote this beautiful song of praise and desire to be with Jesus. May the deep desire of our souls will be in the bosom of Jesus. To fly away from all troubles and tribulations that this world bring. Jesus, let me fly into Thy bosom to dwell in your holy presence for ever and ever.. Amen

I will sing to the Lord as long as I live. I will sing praise to my God while I have being. Psalm 104.33 When God comes with His mighty arm of power and mercy and protects you from all harm, then.. I will sing to the Lord my God for His mercy endureth forever. When the devil comes and confuses me and makes me go the wrong way, then... I will sing praise to my God because He shows me the right direction in which to go. When I am all alone and no one comes to help then... I will glorify my God because His promises are true. God said. I will never leave you nor forsake you. Even when my father and mother forsake me then the Lord will take me in as a true Father of the fatherless. By this all men will know you are my disciples. if...

The two challenges...

In the great mercy and compassion of God, He comes in a simple ways to our lives to make us aware of His presence. He is there in the breeze and the air we breath. In quietness and in confidence shall be your strenght. His word says. In a quiet, lazy, sunny afternoon, when we rest under a palm tree and feel the cool air coming to us. Jesus presence will take us down deep in our hearts the joy and the peace that we need. Our vacation soon will be over. We will be going back to the rush of everything when we have no time for anything except to fullfil our duties on earth. Keep praying, Jesus said, Keep watching for His coming in the clouds. No matter how busy you will be. There will be a time to worship, to honor, to praise...

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A paradox...statement that may seem contrary to common sense, but yet may be true.

Good Morning friends - its another day, a day has been given to praise, forgive, make friends and worship his holy name ....praise God

We are all special before God. He has created us for His glory and honor. With His own hands we were formed. He awakened us with His own breath, Then we became a living being. The precious Holy Spirit, Has filled our hearts with joy. Praise Ye the Lord, For His mercy endureth forever. All we who come to His holy presence, Bow down and worship Him Glory and honor and praise, Shall be unto Thee Oh Lord, My God, in whom I will trust Forever and ever. Amen

```markdown " The Race" Quit! Give up, you're beaten! They shout at me and plead, There's just too much against you now, this time you can't succeed. And as I started to hang my head in front of failure's face, My downward fall is broken by the memory of a race. And hope refills my weakened will as I recall that scene. For just the thought of that short race rejuvenates my being. A children's race, young boys, young men; now I remember well. Excitement, sure, but also fear; it wasn't hard to tell. They all lined up so full of hope. Each thought to win the race Or tie for first, if not that, at least take second place. And fathers watched from off the side, each cheering for his son, And each boy hoped to...

I am approaching ###, have two daughters in college and am newly-separated. At a time when I thought I would be enjoying the company of my husband, laughing at his all-too-familiar but still uniquely funny jokes that make him, him, I am sitting here without him by my side. The difficulty of this situation brought out something that I have kept hidden from most—an anxiety that has lived inside of me for years. Some may have suspected, but no one could have ever really known the depths of worry, irrational fears, self-doubt and insecurities I secretly wrestled with inside. But when my husband left, which was the tipping point that exposed my secret in such a way that to this day I can’t really tell you what was going on inside my head...