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1403 - 1419, Ephesians 3:7-13

1403. An evening walk
1404. 3 happy kids on a couch - and one proud daddy taking pictures
1405. An encouraging magazine
1406. A motivated hubby - fixing up old gym equipment with the hopes of using it
1408. Babysitting Grace and Titus
1409. The boys loving their "toy time" - they play separately by themselves for a half an hour each day...and they actually like it
1410. A fun "chat" with a good friend who was trusting God in her husbands hospital room
1411. They were discharged
1412. The strength of another friend who was in the hospital all night with her little boy
1413. They are home too

Scriptural Blessings

Ephesians 3:7-13
7 I became a servant of this gospel by the gift of God’s grace given me through the working of his power8 Although I am less than the least of all the Lord’s people, this grace was given me: to preach to the Gentiles the boundless riches of Christ, 9 and to make plain to everyone the administration of this mystery, which for ages past was kept hidden in God, who created all things10 His intent was that now, through the church, the manifold wisdom of God should be made known to the rulers and authorities in the heavenly realms, 11 according to his eternal purpose that he accomplished in Christ Jesus our Lord. 12 In him and through faith in him we may approach God with freedom and confidence. 13 I ask you, therefore, not to be discouraged because of my sufferings for you, which are your glory.

Praying the word
Lord, though servanthood isn't esteemed, Paul says he became a servant of this gospel by the gift of Your me live my life as a servant of your gospel - and Lord, remind me that being a servant of your gospel is truly a gift of grace.  Living for myself is not.  On the days that I try to serve you in my own strength, show me and teach me how to serve you through the working of Your power.  Father not only do I want to tell people about You (which I am often to timid to do), but I want to grasp more and more the boundless riches of Christ.  I have a feeling that as I come to understand what you offer, it will be hard to keep my mouth shut!  Father God I am so thankful that in You and through faith in you I can approach You with freedom and confidence.  Lord, help me not to just be able to approach You with freedom and confidence, but actually do it - regularly.


  1. Love you.
    I don't get your posts until way later than you actually write them... it's just the way feedburner works. Which I don't like. BUT... I am dealing with it. :)

    Anyway... I think you are wonderful.
    Thank you for your support and friendship.


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