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Loving Jesus Without Limits Devotional

I just wanted to jot this from my devotionals to remember it.

I believe there is something-Someone-inside us who tells us there is more to life than sitting in the boat. You were made for something more than merely avoiding failure. There is something inside you that wants to walk on the water-to leave the comfort of routine existence and abandon yourself to the high adventure of following God.

So let me ask you a very important question. What's your boat?

Your boat is whatever represents safety and security to you apart from God himself. Your boat is whatever you are tempted to put your trust in , especially when life gets a little stormy. Your boat is whatever keeps you so comfortable that you don't want to give it up even if it's keeping you from joining Jesus on the waves. Your boat is whatever pulls you away from the high adventure of extreme discipleship.

If You Want to Walk on Water, You've Got to Get Out of the Boat, John Ortberg

Father God,

So often we cling to things that provide a sense of comfort and security, yet these are false supports in our lives. Our real security comes from knowing that we are directly in the center of Your will, even if that means riding the waves of uncertainty. Thank You for promising to always be with us, no matter how strong the storms of life may become. Amen

Completely Blessed, Shannon Ethridge

Feliz Navidad from the ninos

A song I have loved from the first time

This song in one whose lyrics stay with you once you've heard it. It is a song that most everyone can relate to. Today it plays in my mind.

Wayne Watson - Home Free Lyrics

I'm trying hard not to think You unkind
But Heavenly Father
If You know my heart
Surely You can read my mind

Good people underneath the sea of grief
Some get up and walk away
Some will find ultimate relief

Home free, eventually
At the ultimate healing
We will be home free

Home free, oh I've got a feeling
At the ultimate healing
We will be home free

Out in the corridors, we pray for life
A mother for her baby
A husband for his wife
Sometimes the good die young

It's sad but true
And while we pray for one more heartbeat
The real comfort is with You

You know pain has little mercy
And suffering's no respecter of age
Of race or position

I know every prayer gets answered
But the hardest one to pray is slow to come
Oh Lord, not mine, but Thy will be done

Let it be

Home free, eventually
At the ultimate healing
We will be home free

Home free, oh I've got a feeling
At the ultimate healing
We will be home free

Home free, eventually
At the ultimate healing
Gonna be home free

Home free, oh its more than a feeling
At the ultimate healing
Gonna be home free

As I think and pray

So teach us to number our days,
That we may gain a heart of wisdom.

Return, O LORD!
How long?

And have compassion on Your servants.
Oh, satisfy us early with Your mercy,

That we may rejoice and be glad all our days!
Make us glad according to the days in which You have afflicted us,

The years in which we have seen evil.
Let Your work appear to Your servants,

And Your glory to their children.
And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us,

And establish the work of our hands for us;
Yes, establish the work of our hands.

Psalm 90:12-17

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