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Word of the Day: Romans 8:37-39

Walk with Jesus

"But in all these things we overwhelmingly conquer through Him who loved us.

For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, 39nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

Paul – Romans 8:37-39

Most of us can relate to the pain of betrayal and mistrust. Most of us can identify with the confusion and bewilderment of wondering who really our friends are. As I read about David running from King Saul who he so faithfully served, I can only imagine the pain and confusion that had to plague his mind. If you're one who reads the Psalms often it doesn't take long to here the heartbreak of Saul's mistrust and betrayal in David's words.

David was marked by loyalty and faithfulness, and unquestioned commitment to Saul's leadership. Yet, that loyalty was met with the very opposite type of heart; one of hatred and death. Even though David trusted God and continuously cried out to Him, humanly he still agonized over his reality and that very reality is what brings us so much of God's Word that was written by David and is so encouraging.

If you're finding yourself in David's sandals, cry out to God as David did. Read the Psalms consistently and regularly David's story in 1 & 2 Samuel. God's dealing with David is so encouraging. At times it seems as if God's not there…but He always is!! No matter what we face we follow a God, the only God whose is there!!! Nothing will ever separate us from Him, He's always there!

"Father thank you for always being there! Thank you that I can trust you in spite of my feeling and what seems to be my reality. Please make me a man and us a people who stand on the promise that you will never leave us or forsake us! Thank You for Jesus who created the Way to You! Move us to worship You with our very lives. Here I am Lord please use me, please send me!"

His Kingdom Come,
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