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Name: Rhonda
Birthday: 7/28/1956
Gender: Female
Interests: Jesus
the Word
my kids
my grandbaby
the world
music
Expertise: repenting
Occupation: teaching
Industry: Hospitality
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Member Since:
4/4/2005
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| My own words.....:)I promised a friend I was
going to post my own
words tonight. Well, these
few will have to do :) My
heart is so full tonight, and
my mind, so full of beautiful
thoughts and feelings and
words and songs.....I just can't
verbalize it all. A song is so
on my mind tho that I must....
I just must share it with you.
If you looked thru the window
of my heart, this is what you
would see:
I don't understand Your ways,
but I will give You my song,
give You all of my praise.
You hold on to my pain and
with it You are pulling me closer
pulling me into Your ways.
And around every corner
and up every mountain
I'm not looking for crowns anymore
or the water from fountains.
I'm desperately pleading,
frantic believing
that the sight of Your face
is all that I'm needing.
And I know that,
It's gonna be worth it.
It's gonna be worth it.
It's gonna be worth it all.
I believe this.....
It's gonna be worth it.
It's gonna be worth it.
It's gonna be worth it all.
I believe this.
It's amazing.....but after
singing that song a few
times...it already is :)
Ephesians 5:18-19 says,
"Be filled with the Spirit,
speaking to one another
in psalms, hymns and
spiritual songs, singing
and making melody in
your heart to the Lord".
I have found that when
alone, if I speak to MYSELF
in psalms, hymns and
spiritual songs, I can make
melody in MY heart to
the Lord....(vs 20)....
"giving thanks always for all
things to God the Father in the
name of our Lord Jesus Christ".
Oh the deep, deep love of Jesus,
vast, unmeasured, boundless, free!
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| Music for the soul :)Oh what would I have done
so many times in my life
without the music of Andrae
Crouch?? It still inspires
me, and gives me joy and
hope and vision! It's message
and ministry are timeless and
unsurpassed in my life. This song
and many others are doing their
work in me again today :)
Thank you Father.
Thank you Andrae.
Through it All
by Andrae Crouch
I've had many tears and sorrows,
I've had questions for tomorrow,
There've been times I didn't know right from wrong:
But in every situation God gave blessed consolation
That my trials come to only make me strong. Through it all, through it all,
I've learned to trust in Jesus,
I've learned to trust in God;
Through it all, through it all,
I've learned to depend upon His Word. I've been to lots of places,
And I've seen a lot of faces,
There've been times I felt so all alone;
But in my lonely hours,
Yes, those precious lonely hours,
Jesus let me know that I was His own. Through it all, through it all,
I've learned to trust in Jesus,
I've learned to trust in God;
Through it all, through it all,
I've learned to depend upon His Word. I thank God for the mountains,
And I thank Him for the valleys,
I thank Him for the storms
He brought me through;
For if I'd never had a problem
I wouldn't know that He could solve them,
I'd never know what faith in God could do. Through it all, through it all,
I've learned to trust in Jesus,
I've learned to trust in God;
Through it all, through it all,
I've learned to depend upon His Word.
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| " Our help comes from the Lord!""If my people who are called by my
name, will humble themselves and
pray and seek my face and turn from
their wicked ways, I will hear from
heaven, forgive their sins and heal
their land." 2Chronicles 7:14
Humble us Lord so that we will
pray and seek your face and turn
from our wicked ways. And then
as you have promised, please hear
from heaven, forgive our sins and
heal our land. Our hope is in you.
Amen
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| Psalm 42:7"All Thy waves and Thy billows
are gone over me."
They are HIS billows,
whether they go o'er us,
Hiding His face in
smothering spray and foam;
Or smooth and sparkling,
spread a path before us,
And to our haven
bear us safely home.
They are HIS billows,
whether for our succor
He walks across them,
stilling all our fears;
Or to our cry there comes
no aid nor answer,
And in the lonely silence
none is near.
They are HIS billows,
whether we are toiling
Through tempest-driven waves
that never cease,
While deep to deep
with clamor loud is calling;
Or at His word they
hush themselves in peace.
They are HIS billows,
whether He divides them,
Making us walk dryshod
where seas had flowed;
Or lets tumultuous breakers
surge about us,
Rushing unchecked
across our only road.
They are HIS billows,
and He brings us thru them;
So He has promised,
so His love will do.
Keeping and leading,
guiding and upholding,
To His sure harbor,
He will bring us thru.
by Annie Johnson Flint
Stand up in the place where
the dear Lord has put you,
and there do your best.
God gives us trial tests.
He puts life before us
as an antagonist
face-to-face.
Out of the buffeting of
a serious conflict we are
expected to grow strong.
The tree that grows where
tempests toss its boughs
and bend its trunk
almost to breaking,
is often more firmly rooted
than the tree which grows
in the sequestered valley
where no storm ever brings
stress or strain. The same is
true of life. The grandest
character is grown
in hardship.
Streams in the Desert-Oct. 27th
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| I waited patiently for the Lord;
And He inclined to me,
And heard my cry,
He also brought me up out of a horrible pit,
Out of the miry clay,
And set my feet upon a rock,
And established my steps
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He has put a new song in my mouth--
Praise to our God!
Many will see it and fear,
And will trust in the Lord.
Psalm 40
Hear my cry, O God;
Attend unto my prayer.
From the end of the earth
Will I cry out to You.
And when my heart is overwhelmed;
Lead me to the Rock
That is higher than I
For You have been
A shelter unto me,
And a high tower Lord
Against the enemy.
I will abide in Your tabernacle forever;
I will trust in the shelter of Your wings.
"My soul, wait silently for God alone,
For my expectation is from Him.
He only is my rock and my salvation;
He is my defense;
I shall not be moved."
"In my God is my salvation
And my glory;
The rock of my strength,
And my refuge is in Him."
Psalm 61
The wind of change is blowing
and try as I might--
I can't seem to redirect it
or stand against it. It used to seem
a great adventure to be blown
here and there. I don't remember
trying to contain, or direct, or fight
this wind when it would come.
Faith would rise up in me and
I would be confident that God
in His omniscience would put
me down exactly where He wanted
me to be. What has changed?
Has this lack of joy, peace and
confidence in the Holy Ghost
come with age? That shouldn't be!
Isn't faith supposed to grow.....
become perfected in me?
I don't like these new feelings,
emotions, doubts, and fears.
Oh God, Arise! And let Your
enemies be scattered! Father,
I believe! Help my unbelief!
Help me to let go.
Heal my broken heart and
shine Your light on my future
and give me HOPE. Establish my
steps.....and put a new song in my
mouth....a song of praise to my God
so that many will see it and fear
and put their trust in the LORD.
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