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Aug 24

Hello, Lord.
Wow, what IS it about Fridays this month? Heehee, I almost missed the third Friday in a row, and I have no idea why. Guess it’s just a little funky coincidence. Well, I thank you, Lord, for humor and lightness and HOPE and growth and learning and awesome new perspectives. I thank you for the comfort and peace I feel inside myself, and I thank you for keeping each one of my beloved peeps safe and healthy. Please comfort and encourage the hearts of the ones I know who are struggling. Be near us all when we are down, help us see the bigger picture beyond our downcast hearts. Help me to be sensitive to the needs of others, and help me to use my time wisely for doing your will for little me — whatever YOU would have me to accomplish this weekend. Thank you for my faithful M.W. who gives an amount each month that truly does help and encourage me, thank you for my sister who allows me to trade some of my time and energy for a place to stay and a peaceful environment in which to work and learn, thank you for my little “trickle” income from people who desire to use my printables, and thank you for the half-dozen Patrons I have now, whose dedication warms my heart and gives me hope. Thank you, above all, for YOUR mercy and care, faithful Shepherd! Help me to know and hear and obey your Voice more all the time. Amen. 🙂

 
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 ERV

There is a right time for everything, and everything on earth will happen at the right time. 
There is a time to be born and a time to die. There is a time to plant and a time to pull up plants. 
There is a time to kill and a time to heal. There is a time to destroy and a time to build. 
There is a time to cry and a time to laugh. There is a time to be sad and a time to dance with joy. 
There is a time to throw weapons down and a time to pick them up. There is a time to hug someone and a time to stop holding so tightly. 
There is a time to look for something and a time to consider it lost. There is a time to keep things and a time to throw things away. 
There is a time to tear cloth and a time to sew it. There is a time to be silent and a time to speak. 
There is a time to love and a time to hate. There is a time for war and a time for peace. 

 

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