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It takes the "same amount " of energy to be happy as it does to be miserable ..
Thank You God for bringing me the gift of your Son so I am able to choose Wich one ..
Heaven with you or hell apart from you ..
Be transformed (changed) by the "renewing" of your mind ... the mind is like a horse.... one can ride it like a horse.. Or one can let the horse drag you around ..
who are you allowing to whisper transgressions into your ear? And why would you choose to ride in a wasteland when there are valleys and streams of living water surrounded by mountains of gods coverage?
Why do you continue to venture into threads of wasteland ? What becomes of it but carnage and death? Pain and suffering ... These are the lands with no wells. Or the wells have run dry looking for a host to drink from..
Be sober! be vigelant !
the enemy prowls around like a roaring loin seeking whom he can devour..
the Lord is "your" God.. take refuge from the storm in Him and He will keep you from the fowlers snare.. we walk into them like blind sheep not knowing the voice of the shepherd . he is a mighty fortress.. A house built upon a rock.. He is solid ground ...
Thank You God for bringing me the gift of your Son so I am able to choose Wich one ..
Heaven with you or hell apart from you ..
Be transformed (changed) by the "renewing" of your mind ... the mind is like a horse.... one can ride it like a horse.. Or one can let the horse drag you around ..
who are you allowing to whisper transgressions into your ear? And why would you choose to ride in a wasteland when there are valleys and streams of living water surrounded by mountains of gods coverage?
Why do you continue to venture into threads of wasteland ? What becomes of it but carnage and death? Pain and suffering ... These are the lands with no wells. Or the wells have run dry looking for a host to drink from..
Be sober! be vigelant !
the enemy prowls around like a roaring loin seeking whom he can devour..
the Lord is "your" God.. take refuge from the storm in Him and He will keep you from the fowlers snare.. we walk into them like blind sheep not knowing the voice of the shepherd . he is a mighty fortress.. A house built upon a rock.. He is solid ground ...