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A God of Grace


            Life has a way of becoming at times over bearing. Between essays, work hours, and times of trials it may be very hard to see the good in situations.  We may cry out to God in these times, questioning how long this pain will last, and what tomorrow may bring.  Jesus said, "The one who endures to the end will be saved." (Mark 13:13)  Peter promises the tired and broken hearted Christians, "And after you have suffered a little while, the God of grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself, restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you." (1 Peter 5:10)
           It is assured in the Bible that God will not cause us to fight these hardships of life longer than we can endure.  Though at times the weight of the world feels heavy upon on shoulders, God is there is there to remind us always that He is the God of all grace, peace and mercy.  It is said, "Through many tribulations we must enter the kingdom of God." (Acts 14:22)
          This week has been one of the most heart wrenching weeks I ever have endured. It feels like my heart was ripped ou and strung out, all of the joy seemingly being sucked dry.  However, as I sat by myself reading a devotion the truth of God began to sink it.  Our God is so powerful, so full of mercy that even on the weakest of days He has a way of giving me that little drop of strength I need.
      I am so ever so grateful that God has given me the voice I do to sing upon his praise. I am thankful for the people he has placed in my life, helping me on the journey- in the midst of this season of change.  Change though not always inevitable can become an amazing opportunity and can open new doors.  God promises us that all things will work together for his good.  Though my heart is heavy, I will call upon the Lord, I will lift my hands to Him and I will remember the promises he has blessed each and every one of us with.  

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