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Something Funny😂:
What was Eve's favorite food?
ANSWER: Ribs😂"The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run into it and are safe." - Proverbs 18:10
What a sweet security knowing that our Lord God is beside us being a strong tower of safety and refuge for each of us. He is with us in the midst of our storms. His word is true and the light that guides us everyday.
Tonight, may His spirit be with you and lead you in peace and courage. The enemy is real and is lurking to pounce on when it gets a chance. He is a roaring lion seeking out whom he might devour.
However, when you know you are under God’s protection, there is nothing to fear. God provides a canopy of protection against the powers of evil and darkness. God is your covering. He is your secret place. You can take refuge under His wing.
I pray He lifts every burden and fill you with rest. Jesus alone can offer us a “Shelter” in the storms of life. His name is our “Strong Tower.” He is the place of safety which God promises to those who run to Him.
God never said that life would be absent of storms, but He did promise to be a shelter during those times. When we are secure in Christ, we will withstand the storms of life. We will not be caught off guard when we cast our cares on Him.
Prayer:
Dear God,
Thank You for being a Mighty Warrior and a Strong Tower against any weapon that may come against me. Thank You for being a keeper of my life. Thank You for being my refuge and strength; my very present help in the time of trouble. You are the way-maker, the miracle worker and the promise keeper. You are my rock, my strong tower and my Salvation. Thank you for filling me with your love and peace. I continue to surrender and trust in you. In Jesus name, Amen.
Daily Devotion by Team I Love Psalms
One snowy Eve, his wife was taking their children to service in the farm community in which they lived.
They were to talk about Jesus’ birth. She asked him to come, but he refused.
“That story is nonsense!” he said. “Why would God lower Himself to come to Earth as a man?
That’s ridiculous!”
So she and the children left, and he stayed home.
A while later, the winds grew stronger and the snow turned into a blizzard. As the man looked out the window, all he saw was a blinding snowstorm. He sat down to relax before the fire for the evening. Then he heard a loud thump.
Something had hit the window. He looked out, but couldn’t see more than a few feet.
When the snow let up a little, he ventured outside to see what could have been beating on his window.
In the field near his house he saw a flock of wild geese. Apparently they had been flying south for the winter when they got caught in the snowstorm and couldn’t go on. They were lost and stranded on his farm, with no food or shelter. They just flapped their wings and flew around the field in low circles, blindly and aimlessly. A couple of them had flown into his window, it seemed.
The man felt sorry for the geese and wanted to help them. The barn would be a great place for them to stay, he thought.It’s warm and safe; surely they could spend the night and wait out the storm.
So he walked over to the barn and opened the doors wide, then watched and waited, hoping they would notice the open barn and go inside. But the geese just fluttered around aimlessly and didn’t seem to notice the barn or realize that it could mean for them.
The man tried to get their attention, but that just seemed to scare them, and they moved further away.
He went into the house and came with some bread, broke it up, and made a bread crumb trail leading to the barn. They still didn’t catch on.
Now he was getting frustrated. He got behind them and tried to shoo them toward the barn, but they only got more scared and scattered in every direction except toward the barn.
Nothing he did could get them to go into the barn where they would be warm and safe.
“Why don’t they follow me?!” he exclaimed.
“Can’t they see this is the only place where they can survive the storm?”
He thought for a moment and realized that they just wouldn’t follow a human “If only I were a goose, then I could save them,” he said out loud.
Then he had an idea. He went into barn, got one of his own geese, and carried it in his arms as he circled around behind the flock of wild geese.
He then released it. His goose flew through the flock and straight into the barn -and one-by-one, the other geese followed it to safety.
He stood silently for a moment as the words he had spoken a few minutes earlier replayed in his mind: “If only I were a goose, then I could save them!” Then he thought about what he had said to his wife earlier. “Why would God want to be like us? That’s ridiculous!”
Suddenly it all made sense. That is what God had done. We were like the geese-blind, lost, perishing. God had His Son become like us so He could show us the way and save us.
As the winds and blinding snow died down, his soul became quiet and pondered this wonderful thought. Suddenly he understood why Christ had come.
Years of doubt and disbelief vanished with the passing storm. He fell to his knees in the snow, and prayed his first prayer:
“Thank You, God, for coming in human form to get me out of the storm!”
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