Jesus Is Brave

Happy 4th of July if you live in the United States! I thought about skipping today’s post and just picking up again tomorrow, but I remembered when my final post in this series would be if I kept going so, here I am. And, in case you’re wondering, this makes the final post in this series happen on July 9, my 24th wedding anniversary. A fitting time to end, I think. 🙂

So, yesterday, I wrote of how Jesus was brave while He was here in this world. How there was a lot He gave up when He started His ministry. How He experienced betrayal from His friends and how He experienced outright hatred from the leaders in the synagogue. I wrote of how what He did must have taken courage because I wasn’t sure I would have had the courage to do what Jesus did. But, this was Jesus. He did all of it and walked right through to His sacrifice on the cross and His resurrection. He saved us from our sin, and we can all claim that promise for ourselves today.

Jesus is still brave today though. Why, you ask? Because He is still alive in all of us who are believers. He is still working for our good–your good and my good. He’ll be coming back to judge sin once and for all and destroy the enemy who has made this world so broken like it says in Revelation 19:11. “I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and wages war.”

Another reason He is brave today is because He needs to keep working on our hearts and changing them. He started working on my heart when I first accepted Him as Savior, and He will work on it until the day I die and go to be with Him. I often wonder why He keeps putting up with me. My insecurities and my hang-ups. My inability to forgive and to think anyone would forgive me. My impatience at seeing people who seem so perfect in their faith when I know I’m not. My wounded heart which I don’t think anyone will accept so I put walls around it to prevent any more hurt. My whole self, really.

But, Jesus is unlike anyone else, and that’s what I need to remember like the author says. “He deeply loves you and deeply knows you and is doing the hard work of forgiving and forgiving and forgiving again and again. Jesus is brave, and He made you to be brave too.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs)

I’m so thankful Jesus takes a risk on me. I’m glad He is willing to work on changing my heart continuously so it will be more like His. May we all have hearts more like His today!

Praying God’s blessings on you all today!

Jesus Was Brave

I had to read this devotion a couple of times for it to sink in. Then, it made all the sense in the world. Of course, Jesus had to be brave when He was on this earth. He was human as well as divine, and it has added a dimension to my bravery journey I didn’t expect. Let me explain. In recent months, as I’ve written about before, I’ve been making preparations to have an empty nest with the graduation of my younger son from high school. I was losing a role and didn’t know what would replace it. I was feeling like a square peg in a round hole (and still am), and I didn’t know what to do with it. I was not interested in the things Christian women are “supposed” to be interested in so the question of “What comes next?” became even more paramount. The only thing I knew was that I was going to write, but how and in what capacity was yet to be determined. I was in a place where many choices were possible, and I wasn’t sure which direction God wanted me to go in.

Part of me likes to think that maybe Jesus’ human side was facing some of those same uncertainties as He started His ministry. Oh, I know Scripture tells us He went out and started His ministry without any qualms or hesitations, and I know He knew the time was right to go as well. But, what about the human side of Jesus? Did He hesitate about leaving His job or His family? What about His friends? Did He like being a part of a community? We don’t know the answers to these questions. We do know what happened in His hometown after Jesus started His ministry. Mark speaks of it in Chapter 6, Verses 1-6.

“Jesus left there and went to his hometown, accompanied by his disciples. When the Sabbath came, he began to teach in the synagogue, and many who heard him were amazed. ‘Where did this man get these things?’ they asked. ‘What’s this wisdom that has been given him? What are these remarkable miracles he is performing? Isn’t this the carpenter? Isn’t this Mary’s son and the brother of James, Joseph, Judas, and Simon? Aren’t his sisters here with us?’ And they took offense at him. Jesus said to them, ‘A prophet is not without honor except in his own town, among his relatives and in his own home.’ He could not do any miracles there, except lay his hands on a few sick people and heal them. He was amazed at their lack of faith.” (emphasis mine)

They “took offense” at Jesus, y’all. The leaders of His church, His hometown friends, some in His family. The people He was closest to. He expected more from them and didn’t get it. That’s why I know He was brave. I can’t imagine my pastor or the leaders of my church hating me the way they hated Jesus. I can’t imagine my church friends hating me either. Or maybe they do, and I just don’t know it. 🙂 (Please don’t tell me if you do.)

All kidding aside, it gives me courage to know Jesus was brave just like He wants me to be brave. He knows what it takes for me to get out of the bed, and He knows what it takes for me to go out of my comfort zone. But, that’s what He has called me to do as a follower of His, and that is what I’m going to do to the best of my ability.

I end with a quote from the author that I hope we all take to heart as we consider and live out our faith. “The truth of who Jesus is and what He did on earth–the Son of God who came to earth to take on our sins–is the most courageous thing this planet has ever seen.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs)

Praying God’s blessings on you all today!

The Power of Prayer

I’m back! 🙂 And I have lots to tell you. Last week was a wonderful week of serving God in another country with no distractions. It made me feel and think in a different way than I had in a long time. It gave me words too–lots of words–and a deep sense of calmness about my future. I’ll be sharing about the trip and the insights I gained over the next several weeks as I process what I saw and heard.

But, for now, on to today’s topic. I ended at a funny place. The week before I left on my trip I wrote about how God wants us to pray for our homes, our neighborhoods, our cities, our countries, and our world. The author of the devotional 100 Days to Brave shared her stories and observations which led to my own stories and observations. There is one more part to this section though, and it’s about the only city God specifically asks us to pray for. Any guesses? It’s Jerusalem. Psalm 122:6-7 says, “Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: ‘May those who love you be secure. May there be peace within your walls and security within your citadels.'” The author also points this out. “Besides Jerusalem being the holy land and the center of Jewish life, Jerusalem is prophesied to be the scene of Christ’s return in Acts 1:11 and Zechariah 14:4.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs) I liked how the angels reassured the disciples in Acts 1:11. “‘Men of Galilee,’ they said, ‘why do you stand here looking into the sky? This same Jesus, who has been taken from you into heaven, will come back in the same way you have seen him go into heaven.'”

So, what does any of this have to do with the power of prayer? I think sometimes we, who are believers, don’t realize how powerful prayer is. How much potential it has to change things and to change hearts. We especially don’t think it’s powerful when we don’t get exactly what we want. God knows it’s powerful though. He knows how prayer can change hearts and minds. I think that’s why he asked us to pray for Jerusalem, especially for its peace.  He has plans for this city in His coming kingdom as it says in Zechariah 12:3. “On that day, when all the nations of the earth are gathered against her, I will make Jerusalem an immovable rock for all the nations. All who try to move it will injure themselves.”

The power of prayer. I experienced it last week as I endured long car rides, as I was stranded on the side of the road twice, as I was protected from injury, as I was able to pour out God’s love in circumstances that were not the best. And this power has changed my heart.

If this power can change my life and heart, what could it do if we all prayed for the same things? How could it change the world? Today, I am praying for Jerusalem and for revival. I invite you to join me.

Praying God’s blessings on you all today!

The Second Greatest Commandment

I’m not sure any of us ever think of the second greatest commandment. I mean, why would we think of the second one when we can think of the first one. Isn’t our society all about who or what is first? Do we remember the people who win silver medals in the Olympics? Do we remember the loser of the Super Bowl or the NCAA basketball tournament? Do we remember the loser of the World Cup? No, I can honestly say I don’t remember any of those people or teams. It’s in our mindset to remember who’s first.

Don’t get me wrong. What Jesus says is the first commandment is important. It’s very important. From Matthew 22:37-38, “Jesus replied: ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment.'” It’s one of the bedrock statements of our faith.

The second part is too, but there is one little part of Jesus’ statement I think we neglect, and it is what I want to talk about today. From Matthew 22:39-40, “And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”

Here’s another question. What part am I talking about? Don’t we emphasize all  the words of these verses? Read the quote of Matthew 22:39 again and see what part I emphasize. “And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.'” We go all out on the “loving your neighbor” part. We sacrifice; we serve; we give. All benchmarks of our faith. But, the “as yourself” part, not so much. In fact, if we say we love ourselves, we’re accused of being selfish and narcissistic. Sometimes, I feel it even goes to not admitting sorrow or sadness ourselves. Why should we admit sorrow or sadness? We have Jesus in our lives. We should be happy all of the time. I do know that part is not true, however.

What the author says in today’s devotion from 100 Days to Brave has given me permission to think about these things. She says, “You have to love yourself to love others well.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs) I agree with this, and I believe Jesus says it too which brings me back to the messages about myself that have been in my head for a long time. I talked about them yesterday when I was speaking of the words I grew up hearing. “You’re too heavy.” “You’re too quiet.” “You’re too sensitive.” “You’re different.” “You’re not enough like a woman.” “You’re odd.” “You’re too smart.” “What you feel doesn’t matter.”

Lots of messages, as you can see. Though these messages are well-entrenched in my head, I believe I’ve been able to love other people over the years. I remembered what it felt like not to be believed in as the person I was, and I never wanted  anyone to feel the way I felt. Yes, I’ve made mistakes. Plenty of them. But, I’ve done the best I could with what I had.

But, I’ve had to consider something today, and it’s made me wonder if I am a Christian at all. Wow, from the author of a Christian blog no less, but bear with me. The author of the devotional talks about how our relationships could be even better, that we could “love others well” as I quoted earlier, if we loved ourselves. They would be different. I know that. If I was able to live that truth, I know they would be different.

She asked some questions though at the end of today’s devotion that I’ve had to seriously consider. “Do you love yourself? Do you see yourself the way God sees you? Do you recognize how absolutely lovable you are? (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs) She goes on to say that loving others is easy when we can see that truth. I can’t though. My answers to all those questions is no. No, I don’t love myself. No, I don’t see myself the way God sees me. And no, I don’t recognize how lovable I am. I know I love Jesus with all of my heart, but I don’t know if He loves me, and I know I don’t love myself.

So, I’m left wondering if I’m even a Christian after these realizations. Because I’m different, I don’t feel worthy of God’s love. How’s that for an ending? 🙁 Don’t worry though. I’m still going to write my way through the rest of this devotional and see if I can figure things out. Figure out if I am a Christian and figure out this bravery thing.

Praying God’s blessings on you all today!

The Meaning of the Sabbath Again

This morning’s devotion from 100 Days to Brave is about the Sabbath. I could have tried to write something original to today. But between what I wrote yesterday about rest and what I wrote three years ago about the Sabbath, I think I’ve covered it. So, I’m going to share the post I wrote three years ago. Enjoy and have a wonderful day! If you’re in the United States, have a wonderful holiday weekend!

The Meaning of the Sabbath

In Genesis 2:2-3 it says, “By the seventh day God completed His work that He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work that He had done. God blessed the seventh day and declared it holy, for on it He rested from His work of creation.”

Have you ever thought about what this truly means? Rest. God rested from the work He had done. There are many examples of how people have interpreted this. The Old Testament has lists of what could and could not be done on the Sabbath by the Jewish people. In the nineteenth century, there were people who didn’t do any physical work on Sundays and who didn’t go anywhere either. They rested. And then we come to today. We consider going to church our Sabbath duty and after we come home, we do all the “work” we weren’t able to do during the week or we run around and do whatever activity comes to mind and call it rest.

There are some who would say these are all cultural changes, and, of course, we are still honoring the Sabbath Day by what we do on Sundays. I’m not so sure. What about the waitress who works in the restaurant where we have lunch? What about the grocery story clerk?  What about the nurse in the hospital? And here’s the big one, what about our church staffs? Is Sunday a day of rest for them? These are challenging questions. Sometimes I get to the end of the day on Sunday and wonder why I am so tired if this day is supposed to be a day of rest.

A little while ago, I read something that has the potential to answer this question. God doesn’t want us to have a list of dos and don’ts about the Sabbath. And I think it doesn’t really matter to Him what we do or don’t do on Sunday although a break from responsibilities is nice. No, he wants us to abide in Him always.

The term that was used in my devotional resonated with me, and it helped me come to a deeper understanding. This term is “soul Sabbath – a settled, deep stillness, a quiet relaxation in body and soul.” I had never heard it before, but it makes sense to me.  Experiencing a “soul Sabbath”  is the same as abiding in God which is what all of us who profess faith are supposed to do. It is also the hardest place to get to in having faith. God wants this for us though as demonstrated by Jesus’ words in Matthew 11:28-29.

“Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls.”  Lord, this my prayer for all of us.

God’s blessings on you all today!

Play Time

I’m sitting at the lake near where we live on this first Monday morning of the rest of my life since retiring from homeschool teaching on Friday. It’s gorgeous down here–just the right hint of cool breeze and very little of the humidity that my area will get increasing amounts of later on in the summer. It’s gorgeous, and it’s peaceful. I can see the breeze moving the water and the top of the trees. I can feel it as it blows through my hair I’ve been growing out. It’s like a kiss from the Holy Spirit.

I’ve come to a realization. I doubt it’s very profound for the rest of you, but it was for me. My life has been full of obligations for the last several years. Obligations of teaching; obligations of taking care of my home; obligations of faith; and obligations of behavior. We all have obligations in our lives, most of them placed by ourselves, but others also expect things of us. I think I’ve done a pretty good job of meeting my obligations, but there hasn’t been a whole lot of time for play. There hasn’t even been time for a vacation. Who takes vacations when they’re paying for a child to get through college? 🙂 I’m not complaining though. As a parent, I would sacrifice anything for my kids.

But, I haven’t had any time off, and it’s affected me–mentally, physically, and spiritually. It’s put me in a pit which I’ve started working my way out of. And part of that work involves self-care, or play. Coincidentally, play is the subject of today’s devotion. I can resonate with this quote from the author as I sit here. “It’s almost like a deep breath on a really hard journey of courage.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs) I’m able to take a deep breath here unlike anywhere else right now. My journey to courage has been hard this spring especially over the last few weeks, and I haven’t taken the time to play or just the time to rest from my obligations. Much as I hate to admit it, worship has even become rote. With that being said, I know I need some renewal.

Sitting down here to write this post has been a good start. Today’s Scripture verse is more meaningful too because I’m sitting in the middle of God’s creation. From Psalm 118:24, “This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.” It feels good to be in the middle of God’s creation and to know that He doesn’t see my sins because of what Jesus did for all of us on the cross. I can praise Him here, and I know it’s a start.

So, this week I’m going to do some self-care. I might not be able to go on a vacation, but I can take a rest from my obligations. I can work on climbing out of the pit and learn how to worship again with freedom and without obligation. May we all be able to see God’s presence in whatever situations we are in today!

Praying God’s blessings on you all today!

Practicing at Being Brave

Today’s devotion is about discipline. Who among us likes discipline? Come on, let’s see the hands. ***sees no hands raised*** Now, who among us dislikes discipline? ***Everyone in the room has their hand raised.*** That’s better. At least, we’re willing to admit it.

I’ve never liked discipline although I know it’s necessary in our lives. We need to be disciplined as we go about our daily lives; we need to follow the rules and laws that have been set out for us; and we need to teach our children the rules and laws they need to follow. These are all important things though it can be painful to receive or go through this discipline. Like it says in Hebrews 12:11, “No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.” Righteousness and peace, who wouldn’t want that?

But, there’s another image of the word discipline many of us have to overcome before we can get to the true God-given meaning of the word. This image equates discipline with the word abusive. Many people spank, hit, yell, scream, and say words of condemnation in the name of discipline. I’m pretty sure many of us have done one or more of these things, and if we haven’t, then we know someone who has.

We also have read stories in the Bible of God’s discipline of Israel. I’ve known people who have read these stories in the Old Testament who want nothing to do with a god who seems angry, distant, and uncaring to the people He created. Do you see the reasoning and the equating of discipline with abusive?

Jesus’ death on the cross though brought all of us grace. He accepts us as we are no matter what we’ve done or how different we are from everyone else. He loves us in a way I know no one else on this planet can, and I am grateful He is always there for me. Thriving in Grace, after all, is the name of this blog. 🙂

But, what about discipline or the title of today’s post–Practicing at Being Brave? How are they related to what I think God means for discipline to be? I’m glad you asked. I found wisdom and encouragement from what the author had to say in this morning’s devotion and from the book of 2 Timothy in the Bible. As I’ve blogged through this devotional and learned about being brave, I’ve realized that I need to practice what I’ve been learning which is what the author said. “…discipline isn’t rules you have to live by or laws you have to obey. Discipline is the work done on the practice field so you are ready for the big game.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs) God doesn’t leave us lacking either. From 2 Timothy 1:7, “For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid, but gives us power, love and self-discipline.” These are the things I need to do a better job of being brave.

So, as I end this post, I want to leave you with this quote from the author as encouragement for this Friday. “It’s the practice that makes perfect, and the practice makes you brave.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs)

Praying God’s blessings on you all today!

People are Changed by Scars

For the last six weeks, I’ve taken my husband to work when I’ve needed the car. It’s been a divine detour God has sent me on with a range of emotions – both good and bad. It has been humbling to have this loss of control when I’ve generally been in control of my schedule. It has made wounds out of scars I thought had already healed, and it has made me sad thinking why things never seem to come together for us and why the bad times have been continual. Why has God never given me something victorious I could share at church?

But, today, I heard a quote on a local Christian radio station on my way back from taking him. I had been detoured around my usual route and was sitting in stop and go traffic when I turned the radio on. The host was talking with a guest, and they were talking about scars. This I could relate to, I have a lot of scars. I heard what he had to say about Jesus’ scars, and then, all of a sudden, the host got excited and was saying she wanted to write down the quote. I listened to him say it again and wished I had a way to write it down too. It was that good! But, alas, the line of traffic started moving, and I didn’t have the chance. When I got home, I looked up the radio station’s Facebook page in hopes that it would be on there. It was! Yay! Do I think it was luck that I found it? No, I think God wanted me to read it again and share it with you all. So, from Pastor Jeremy Saylor of Christian Life Church, “Why would Jesus keep his scars on the back side of the resurrection?” I think, because, “When we share our victories others applaud, when we share our scars, people are changed.” Wow! Two thoughts came to me. This makes sense, and my scars are worthy to be shared! God has seen them. Jesus has seen them. And I am still worthy in their sight despite my scars. Grace, grace, and more grace like in Ephesians 2:8-9.

Another question came to me. Why do divine detours generally result in more scars? I understand that if we are believers, we expect or should expect that God is in control of our lives like it says in Proverbs 19:21. “Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.” I also understand that scars can happen from our sinful natures, but what I’ve never understood is when something bad happens to someone else or to me, and there seems to be no reason for it. A divine detour, so to speak. What the author says about this though is similar to the quote I heard this morning. “But the thing is, we need divine detours because it’s through the divine detours that God always takes us where we’re supposed to go in the long run.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs)

So, God puts us where we’re supposed to be through the bad times. OK, I do understand it, and it does make sense, but that leads me to another question. If our scar stories are worthy to be shared, why doesn’t it happen more in the church? Why don’t we hear our leaders share their scar stories, and why aren’t we willing to share our scar stories? Sadly, I’m pretty sure I know why. It’s demeaning and embarrassing to have a scar story. We would rather have people applauding our victories than having our scar stories out there for everyone to mock. Because, isn’t that what we do– we mock, and we judge anything we don’t understand?

That is why I believe Jesus kept the scars. He wanted to be able to prove He had been through what He had been through, and He wanted us to know it was okay to have a scar story. Jesus knew it would be the scar stories and how He redeemed them that would eventually spread His message across the globe. So thankful to have a Lord and Savior that accepts me for who I am–scar story and all!

Praying God’s blessings on you all today!

It’s Okay to Not be Okay

It took me awhile to puzzle out how I wanted to write this post. I agree with everything written in this morning’s devotion. The seasons change, and as part of the rhythm of life, I go along with those changes. I also believe with my whole heart that God and Jesus do not change. As it says in Hebrews 13:8, “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.”

I believe all of this with my whole heart. But today, I am sad. Overwhelmingly sad, as a matter of fact. Sadness can come to people who suffer from depression as I do, sometimes without warning. It can even come to people who are Christians though other Christians would like to pretend it doesn’t.  I’ve never understood that. We pray for people who have cancer, heart disease, diabetes, or a host of other physical diseases. We pray for people who have been hurt in accidents. But, we don’t pray for people who suffer from mental illness. Instead, we are afraid of them. And those of us who suffer are forced to pretend we don’t when we’re in church. That is, if we go to church. I know people who have given up on the church because it’s not okay to not be okay. Is it an easily solvable problem? Being intimidated by something that’s not understandable is a hard obstacle to overcome. I can’t offer a wholesale solution. For me, I can only be as honest as I can when I do suffer.

It’s been a rough few weeks. Not only have I been dealing with life’s current of homeschooling, baseball, and church, I have also been working through my feelings of being done with homeschooling in just a few short weeks. Added on to this is a somewhat loss of freedom in going down to one car and not getting things done I wanted to get done. Isolation–it’s not a good thing for someone who suffers from depression, but it’s where I am.

Now, before someone says what I need to be doing, be assured that I am. I’ve been spending time in God’s Word and time praying. Praying for relief. Praying for His presence. I know He’s there even when I can’t feel Him because He is constant; He is unchanging; even when I’m isolated from other people. He has taught me through His constancy that He will be with me through my happy times and through my sad times and that being sad is okay with Him. He is teaching me to be brave through my sadness. Not to necessarily pretend that everything is okay all of the time, but to show people it’s okay to not be okay.

So, if you see me today and ask how I am, know that even if I say I’m great, I’m not, and it’s okay with God for me to say it. Praise God!

May God bless you all today!

My Journey

I entered a writing contest yesterday. Over the past few years, I’ve entered a few contests (not winning anything, but that’s okay), but this is the first one I’ve entered since switching to my new site. I even opted for the judge’s feedback this time. Wow, I guess I’m going all in on this one! 🙂

So, in the next week, I will be writing a story of not more than 1500 words to submit for work-shopping by next Monday. I will admit part of that statement makes me nervous. It will be the first time I will have feedback on one of my stories. But, then, I wonder why I’m nervous. I’m actually putting myself out there for feedback every time I publish a blog post. There shouldn’t be any difference, but there is because blog posts and stories are two different things. My blog posts are generally from my own point of view about my own experiences. Yes, they should make sense and be grammatically correct, but I believe there are fewer rules to follow.

Writing my stories down though is what I signed up for so I will be starting with this story later on today. The writing prompt is making the best bad choice. I already have many ideas floating around in my head so it will be picking the best one and starting to write.

Why did I start this post about my writing process, and how does it relate to the devotions from 100 Days to Brave? That one is easy. This morning’s devotion talks about where my calling can take me. I know what my dream is–to be a published author. I know what my calling is–to share about God’s love through my writing whether it be through this blog or through my fiction.

My journey, then, is how I get there. I don’t think I will ever arrive completely though. There will be beginnings and endings. I might publish one book and then start another. This blog post series will end, and I might start another. I will chicken out of sending a story to a publisher or of entering a writing contest. I will be discouraged by rejection slips. But, through it all, the call to write will be there. There’s a quote from the devotional that fits well with this. “What’s cool about your calling is that there are no dead ends. Even if you weren’t brave enough to pursue your last opportunity, you can be brave this time.” (100 Days to Brave, Annie F. Downs) Those words resonate with me. They almost remind me of what happens when we mess up after we’ve asked Jesus into our hearts. Wait a minute! They do remind me of Jesus. 🙂 He doesn’t abandon us after our first mess-up. He won’t abandon us after our millionth mess-up. We can always start over with Jesus just like I can always start over with my writing. The possibilities are limitless.

I found it interesting that the verse of Scripture included with today’s devotion is one of the verses used by my church to highlight our calling to go beyond our walls.  As I end this post, I want to quote both verses so we can all remember that whatever we do, we are doing it with God’s power. From Ephesians 3:20-21, “Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus, throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”

Praying God’s blessings on you all today!