Touch Someone’s Life Today

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A page from my journal (July 22, 2018)

Even children can reach out and touch someone.  A little girl, my friend and neighbor’s granddaughter, brought the paper over today and she made me smile and realize I have to trust God.  She was an answer to prayer I needed because it’s been hard to pray.  God said to me, “Trust God,” and I realize I needed to.  I do so much want to reach out and help others.  We can send cards of encouragement, give someone a smile, and all kinds of ways, like this little 11 year old girl.  She helped me.  I believe God will use her in wonderful ways as an adult, and I pray for her.  I can’t allow Satan to stop me from working for God or helping others.  God willing, I’ll snap back and say “yes.”  I can touch other’s lives in my writings and not let Satan say I’m too sick. Trust God.  A little girl reminded me, not in words, but in caring enough to ask me how I was doing.  God bless her.  I needed that today.

SMILE!  GOD LOVES YOU!

“Cast your cares on the LORD and he will sustain you.” (Psalm 55:22)

My Prayer

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by Barbara Boedicker

I love you my Lord, my Father, my God.

Please help me as I travel this earthly sod.

Give me desire to serve You, to honor  You,

And to give You my love, each day anew.

My Savior, I thank You for all You have done,

You saved my soul; into Your love I will  run.

You sacrificed Your life for all I’ve done wrong,

I will live with You forever, You gave me a new song.

Help me to stand firm in my battles till then.

Help me fight the good fight, never to bend.

Let me hear the cry of victory, with You at my side.

Not getting caught, or weakened in life’s wicked tide.

When You finally call me, no more here to roam,

No more to live in this weak body’s home,

I will bring to You, my God, all the fruit of my labor,

My gifts to you, with love, and my saber…

The way will be over, and won, Satan defeated!

I will praise you with song, repeated and repeated.

In gladness and gratitude, I will join the great convoy,

You will wipe away all my tears, leaving only pure joy.

“For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.” — Philippians 1:21