The hands of God. Great message tonight at church. If I fall, I fall into the hand of God.
Isaiah 59:1
Behold, the LORD’s hand is not shortened,
That it cannot save;
Nor His ear heavy,
That it cannot hear.
I will rise out of these ashes. Rise.
I’m not really in ashes per se. So don’t get weird on me. But really we can be in ashes/dust from moment to moment and I had a few of those moments today with a little two year old tike.
But everything was ordered by the Potter in Jeremiah 18, even before I chose the potter Himself. So don’t feel sorry for me or for you, it’s all part of the plan. No regrets. Loved that portion from tonight’s message.
Jeremiah 18:4
And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter; so he made it again into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make.
Praying for a baby girl named Olivia. I mentioned her before. She and her parents are in our church. She was born with stage 4 cancer. They received a good prognosis without chemo but her liver is so enlarged she is having trouble breathing. She underwent anesthesia for a procedure to receive her chemo. Please pray for this precious child and her precious parents. I can barely survive when Henry has a stuffy nose because I want to take his place. I. can’t. even. imagine. But God. Praise You, God, that Olivia is in your hand.
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Praying for Olivia and her family. My heart aches for them.
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