Ps 139.23-24 Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. Point out anything in me that offends you, and lead me along the path of everlasting life. NLT
I asked God to point out anything in me that offends Him. He said, "Your anxious thoughts. Not everything can be calculated! You want to take my blessings and wrap them up in a neat box. There cannot be overflow without an open box. How can I open up the windows of Heaven and pour out my blessings into a closed box? My blessings can't be managed because that inplies limitations. My blessings are limitless and can only be received.
Open wide.
1.09.2009
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Posted by Relentliss at 2:46 PM
Labels: Blessing, insecurities
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