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Keep reminding God’s people of these things. Warn them before God against quarreling about words; it is of no value, and only ruins those who listen. Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a worker who does not need to be ashamed and who correctly handles the word of truth. 2 Timothy 2:14-15
The Word of truth.... I sometimes mistake or take the Word out of context. When I hear a verse I try and read the before and the after to get the complete context. I think I hear what I want to hear, and apply it to as I understand it. "Flee the evil desires of youth and pursue righteousness, faith, love and peace, along with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart." 2 Timothy 2:22 I think back to this morning when my ankle biters were fighting at breakfast, and I remembered the words from Sundays sermon about humbling myself before God and asking for help, after raising my voice at their behavior I practically threw myself down on my knees to ask for forgiveness and guidance for the reminder of the day, and it was only 7:45am. My mistake was not slipping out of bed and onto my knees to begin with.
"Beautiful History" - Plumb
I have made mistakes and I have been afraid
I have felt alone then You called my name
Things were crashing loudly, happening all around me
But Your still small voice was all that I could hear
I am here, I'm holding you
You'll make it through this, I am here, I am here
I am here, I'm holding you
You'll make it through this, I am here, I am here
Whenever you run away
Whenever you lose your faith
It's just another stroke of the pen on the page
A lonely ray of hope is all that you'll need to see a beautiful history
Well, I've been such a fool when I've known the truth
I've wasted so much time doing what I wanted to
I've been living solely for myself and myself only
But Your still small voice is whispering
Whenever you run away
Whenever you lose your faith
It's just another stroke of the pen on the page
A lonely ray of hope is all that you'll need to see a beautiful history
I toss and turn and scream, I try to do everything
With two feet on the ground I just keep falling down again
I feel so far from home, completely all alone
And then I hear You say I am here, I am here
Whenever you run away
Whenever you lose your faith
It's just another stroke of the pen on the page
A lonely ray of hope is all that you'll need to see a beautiful history
A beautiful history, a beautiful history
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