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Whispers, Moment By Moment

An abiding trust in God, just what we need to bury selfish doubt in its barren tract; prayer - the planting and compost for hope's seed. A simple plea, "Help me, God!" starts the contact between us and God whose angels stand close by braced to intervene, buttressing every act. To every whisper, answers He does supply. If we get it - our Father knows what is best - we’ll say, “Thank You, God!” his will to glorify. All throughout the day, calm words of praise and quest for guidance from Him, “What should I say and do?” will honor Him, when we confess, "God has blessed." Prayer - conversation between God and you, heart-felt fellowship that never says, “Adieu”. February 5, 2021

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Date: 2/11/2021 1:43:00 AM
Congrats on your win, friend. God bless you always. This is a wonderful write. Thank you for entering. Love, Gina
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Date: 2/11/2021 1:49:00 PM
Glad you read it and gave it a glowing response. Thanks, a bunch; He is all we will ever need.

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