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Week Seven

This post isn’t much about the previous week, but about what is to come.  Last week I learned a valuable lesson:  The power of spoken words.  It wasn’t until Friday night that I realized the words I was speaking to myself were bringing death rather than life.

“Set a guard over my mouth, O Lord, keep watch over the door of my lips.  Let not my heart be drawn to what is evil, to take part in wicked deeds with men who are evildoers; let me not eat of their delicacies.”—Psalm 141:3-4 

What’s done is done.  Week seven is upon me, and even as I have the second half to accomplish, I feel it is the end.  God has called me to this summer for a specific purpose, but it has yet to be fulfilled.  He is asking me to be bold, and I this is only the surface of how deep He wants to take me.  I have also learned that being expectant of results is not a bad thing.  Last week I expected myself to sell a lot of books, and I did.  I finally have a better understanding of what Jesus meant by having faith in prayer that will move mountains. 

“In the morning, O Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait in expectation.”—Psalm 5:3

“Father, please accomplish this…”

Also, this week I will dedicate my work to someone I have yet to meet.  This week I will honor a man that has yet to become a part of my life.  Perhaps he’s reading this now.

“She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life.”—Proverbs 31:12

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