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<blockquote data-quote="Darrin" data-source="post: 64081481" data-attributes="member: 336858"><p>Lord, rather than me continue to show You why I can&#8217;t; You show me how I can, please. That is my prayer for the day.</p><p> </p><p>January 16, 2012</p><p> </p><p><em>Great and marvellous are thy works, Lord God Almighty; just and true are thy ways, thou King of saints. Who shall not fear thee, O Lord, and glorify thy name? for thou only art holy: for all nations shall come and worship before thee; for thy judgments are made manifest. (Revelation 15:3-4)</em></p><p> </p><p>Have you told Jesus thank you today? Have you thanked Him for what He did for you? He died for us, for all who would come to Him. They nailed Him to a tree after they literally ripped the flesh from His body, and for what? What reason? What crime? All He did was tell the truth to those who would have rather heard a lie.</p><p> </p><p>I got up this morning determined to focus on my Lord all day and thank Him for everything I could think of or see in front of me. I thanked Him for the beautiful day He gave me, even though it was overcast. I meant it, too. It was a beautiful day for me because I know that Jesus is the light of the world, not to mention I like cloudy days because the bright sun hurts my eyes.</p><p> </p><p>When my car started, I thanked Jesus because His Father has blessed me with the most reliable $500 car I could ever hope for. </p><p> </p><p>When I got to work and the dogs in the kennel started barking so loud that I felt like blood would come running out of my ears, I said, &#8220;Thank you, Jesus. I am so grateful that I still have some of my hearing!&#8221;.</p><p> </p><p>Every time I moved and felt the burning pain in my joints, I thanked Jesus. Oh, the pain He must have felt. Nothing I will ever experience could compare with what He endured for me, and for you. Again Lord, thank you for your gift. The gift of life. John said, <em>&#8220;He that hath the Son hath life; and he that hath not the Son of God hath not life&#8220;. (I John 5:12)</em> So, the very fact that I live at all is because God wills it to be so. I&#8217;ve heard it said that the only thing I truly own in this world is the breath in my lungs at this moment; but I am reluctant to accept ownership of that, because if I own it, it is only because God gave it to me.</p><p> </p><p>I must have thanked Jesus five hundred times today, possibly even a thousand. I thanked Him again and again, all day long. The number isn&#8217;t important. What matters is the effect it had on my day. I can&#8217;t really find the words to describe it, but I can say that I felt an abundance of peace that I&#8217;m not accustomed to. I tried to think, &#8220;What would Jesus do?&#8221; all day long and at the end of the day I am pleased with my actions. I feel like maybe, just maybe, I was salt and light.</p><p> </p><p>What a beautiful Monday. Thank you, Jesus.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Darrin, post: 64081481, member: 336858"] Lord, rather than me continue to show You why I can’t; You show me how I can, please. That is my prayer for the day. January 16, 2012 [I]Great and marvellous are thy works, Lord God Almighty; just and true are thy ways, thou King of saints. Who shall not fear thee, O Lord, and glorify thy name? for thou only art holy: for all nations shall come and worship before thee; for thy judgments are made manifest. (Revelation 15:3-4)[/I] Have you told Jesus thank you today? Have you thanked Him for what He did for you? He died for us, for all who would come to Him. They nailed Him to a tree after they literally ripped the flesh from His body, and for what? What reason? What crime? All He did was tell the truth to those who would have rather heard a lie. I got up this morning determined to focus on my Lord all day and thank Him for everything I could think of or see in front of me. I thanked Him for the beautiful day He gave me, even though it was overcast. I meant it, too. It was a beautiful day for me because I know that Jesus is the light of the world, not to mention I like cloudy days because the bright sun hurts my eyes. When my car started, I thanked Jesus because His Father has blessed me with the most reliable $500 car I could ever hope for. When I got to work and the dogs in the kennel started barking so loud that I felt like blood would come running out of my ears, I said, “Thank you, Jesus. I am so grateful that I still have some of my hearing!”. Every time I moved and felt the burning pain in my joints, I thanked Jesus. Oh, the pain He must have felt. Nothing I will ever experience could compare with what He endured for me, and for you. Again Lord, thank you for your gift. The gift of life. John said, [I]“He that hath the Son hath life; and he that hath not the Son of God hath not life“. (I John 5:12)[/I] So, the very fact that I live at all is because God wills it to be so. I’ve heard it said that the only thing I truly own in this world is the breath in my lungs at this moment; but I am reluctant to accept ownership of that, because if I own it, it is only because God gave it to me. I must have thanked Jesus five hundred times today, possibly even a thousand. I thanked Him again and again, all day long. The number isn’t important. What matters is the effect it had on my day. I can’t really find the words to describe it, but I can say that I felt an abundance of peace that I’m not accustomed to. I tried to think, “What would Jesus do?” all day long and at the end of the day I am pleased with my actions. I feel like maybe, just maybe, I was salt and light. What a beautiful Monday. Thank you, Jesus. [/QUOTE]
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