Faith-Filled Friday Imagine if we limited our words spoken to those that have eternal value, in other words,
lift one up, words that are bathed in faith, prayer, love, mercy? Thanks for joining us for Faith-Filled Friday with Debra Dolce and Trench Classes United. Today’s Love Letter is a great reminder of what our words should be spent on. ~Love Letter~ My bride, as you go into all the world, preach openly the wonderful news of the Gospel to the entire human race! Whoever believes the Good News and is baptized will be saved. Some believe this exhortation is only for an evangelist but that's not what the Scripture says. It says, "you." You go into all the world. Reach out to all those around you, your family, your friends, and all those you can reach. If you can't go all over the world, then give finances to those that can, those that I direct you to. You want to sow into those that have good soil/good ground. It really does make a difference. Look at their accomplishments, look at the goals they have each year and if they've accomplished them. Know why or why not. Could you have made the difference? Don't give money to missions to appease your own conscience because you are still commanded to share My Good News. In fact, there's an emptiness or a missing piece when you're not sharing about Me. Beloved, Good News was made to share. ~DebraDolce
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Thursday Trench Truth Have you ever found yourself so exasperated and angry with someone or something
that you wanted to throw something, or hit something or someone? I’ve had more than my fair share of rageful moments that have left me so desperately ashamed, humiliated, which only served to add to my pot of unresolved anger. I’ll never forget who God used and how He used him to teach me the power of tongue and hurtful words. It was right after a big fight with my now ex-husband. We were sitting in front of the fire, having a sweet moment, and trying to talk thru what had happened. During the conversation, he said, “Give me your tongue.” I looked at him, rather stupidly, I’ll admit, and finally asked, “What?” “Give me your tongue.” “What do you mean give you my tongue?” He very gently said, “Stick out your tongue.” I obliged very cautiously, feeling pretty vulnerable as I did. He reached over and gently took my tongue in between his thumb and index finger and the words he said next rendered me speechless…and not because he had my tongue in his hand: “This has hurt me more than anything you’ve ever done.” Friends, do you ever say things you wish you could take back out of anger? Come join us in a trench near you to learn how to Surrender to Serenity © Surrendering Kim-Evinda |
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