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Scribble Notes are a Must for Me

I constantly scribble notes on my desk calendar at work.
Bills that need to be paid....
Appointments that are set.....
Phone numbers that are needed in a hurry......
Reminders for upcoming deadlines.

I know that if I do not make my "scribble" notes, I will forget something........
Working for my dad,one needs to be able to multi task but after the first ten items he rolls out, my multi tasking skills are challenged.
( I promise you he is the energizer bunny re-incarnated)

And so my desk calendar becomes my back up.

So where do we write our spiritual notes?

Deuteronomy 11:18

18 “Therefore you shall lay up these words of mine in your heart and in your soul, and bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes.

 

Proverbs 7:3

Bind them on your fingers;
Write them on the tablet of your heart.

 

2 Corinthians 3:3

Clearly, you are a letter from Christ showing the result of our ministry among you. This “letter” is written not with pen and ink, but with the Spirit of the living God. It is carved not on tablets of stone, but on human hearts.



For every decision.....
Every healing.....
Every battle....
Every joy....
Every sadness....
Every valley....
And every mountain top.

Write His "notes" (words) on your heart!!
They will become your daily reminders in every step you take.....
They will be your voice......
Your source of comfort....
Your peace.....
Your Victory!!!


Xoxoxo
Stacey

Comments

  1. I use the notebook that I keep next to my Bible, my notebook on my phone if i'm not at home, and if it's a verse I need to remember, I use my hand :)

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  2. I don't go anywhere without a notebook -- not ever to bed! I treasure the notes on my heart the most. Etched there by God Himself.

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