I need a silent night...A holy night...
With all the hustle and bustle of Christmas--I need to reflect on my Savior. His birth is special. His life is amazing. His gift is perfect.
I can honestly say it's been a rough couple of months of ups and downs of trials throughout my life, and I am sad to say that my life has not reflected all He has given me. Through trials I have sought much anger, tears, and frustrations. Tonight I reflect that He is my savior and it is through His grace that I can say he will carry me through. He has redeemed us. He is our Savior. This Christmas---remember he came as a baby, born in a manger, and is our Savior! Honor Him today and everyday.Give Glory to God. Thank Him for the many blessings.
Jill---when times are tough, you still point me to the truth. Thanks for the gentle love,and blessings I am receiving from your prayers and reading the Word together. You are a wonderful friend and disciple.
Natalie--Thank you for never letting my emotions get the best of me and making me turn the negative into positive, and continue writing novels. Thank you for always inviting me to bible study and keeping me around friends.
Jenny--You are dearer to me than anyone. If I could count the years you have listened to me in all my fears. All the years you've invested in my life more than I could imagine. Thank you for always believing in me.
Karye--Your love and prayers have been a blessing. Thank you for all the encouragement.
Kristie---Your faithfulness through extreme difficulties have given me so much encouragement.
Amanda--I am so thankful I have someone at work to talk to. I will miss you while you follow God's leading at home. Thank you for the many prayers and hugs to encourage me throughout the day.
My parents-- You are my biggest fan club. Dad, you have been an inspiration to continue in Education. Mom, your love and prayers are my encouragement to keep going. You help me see the positive, when I can't see the light.
1 comment:
I'm touched by your kind words. You are a blessing to me! Keep looking to the cross, my dear friend.
Post a Comment