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1435-1440, Ephesians 4:1-5

Blessings
1435. Blake's giggles as he watched Daddy put tool stickers above his bed
1436. Realizing that when "I" go for a walk, there's 4 of us.  Sounds silly, but it just kinda hit me as I ventured down the street "by myself".

1437. Holding Avi close
1438. Telling stories to my potty training boy...and the memories it brings of my "big boy".
1439. A friend who has set up a two day adventure for my kids and I (babysitting and all)
1440. Turning to the word of God for confidence when I am feeling insecure

Scriptural Blessings

1441. I am a receiver of THE CALLING
1442. Knowing that though I will never BE COMPLETELY HUMBLE AND GENTLE & PATIENT, that God is at work in me in all of those areas - and will continue to refine me (as I allow Him to) until the day I am by His side
1443. There is Unity of the Spirit - no matter how many doctrinal differences believers have - we all have the incredible gift of Jesus Christ - and the ability (if we so choose) to see past our differences
1444. Our God is OVER ALL AND THROGH ALL AND IN ALL


Ephesians 4:1-5
1 As a prisoner for the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. 2 Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. 3 Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace4 There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope when you were called; 5 one Lordone faith, one baptism; 6 one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all.

Praying the Word
Lord, please help me (and believing readers) to live a live worthy of the calling we have received.  Teach us and help us be completely humble and gentle; patient, bearing with one another in love.  Show us how Father and give us the power to make every effort to keep the unity of the spirit through the bond of peace.  Remind us Lord when our differences feel so big that there is one body and one Spirit.  All believers were called to one hope, one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all. Thank You Lord Jesus that You are truly over all and through all and in all!

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