I pray for miracles, big miracles. And I often question myself. Should I be praying for these things? Am I worthy to ask? Do I deserve this? The answer; a big fat NO. But then I look at the miracles in the Bible. For instance, the woman whose daughter had an evil spirit (mark 7) what humbleness and yet there was such boldness. She understood that while what she asked of the Lord was HUGE in human eyes was only a “scrap of food” in His. What faith, what confidence, what mercy displayed by Christ. What generosity. What flexibility in His plan( after all she wasn’t a Jew) and yet it was just as He planned. My God never ceases to amaze me. I can come boldly knowing that He is the God of All Grace!
Monday, December 18, 2006
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You are an answer to my prayers - and then some.
You are really getting into this blogging thing. I am proud of you. Keep keeping if real.
Post you slacker!!!!!!!!!
Make up a poem about chickens or something.
So i was checking out your profile and i saw that you are 31. Dude you are getting old!!!!!!
big t, if i recall correctly, and we all know i do, it took you almost an entire month between posts, and may i remind you that titles do not count as posting. and further more at least my delay was during a holiday!!!
chickens are cocky but not very scarry, they strut their stuff and yet never drool. they make great breakfasts and taste great fried. they are all very useful and dont need a cage. chickens are great but big t wouldn't know, he's too busy prancing barefoot in the snow.
Lovely poem my dear!
Very nice
Agian i come to your blog and have to leave unsatisfied. When will it end? I guess if you need me to give you some writing ideas i chould. Just let me know. Your husband seems to never run out of writing ideas. Maybe you could draw some inspiration from him.
big t. when's the last time you ran? I was on the stair climber for a long time today...
haha
thats not me in that video
haha
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