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Bending Not Breaking


Many times in life we all have chosen  to "bend" at one time or another.
Make exceptions.....
Extend grace......
Show mercy.......
Love through gritted teeth.....
Keep the peace.
There are times when our bending seems we are on the verge of breaking.
That we have nothing left to give......
We are scrapping the bottom of our "grace" jar.
Mercy has fled.....
Peace has dried up. 
We are pulled and tugged in many directions.....
Ready to run screaming....ENOUGH ALREADY!!!

This is how my week has been thus far.
From one extreme to another.....
As I start to throw my hands up in complete exasperation.....
Ready to throw in the towel.....
 HE shows up in all his glory reminding me of who I am !!
His child, His daughter.......
A child of the Most High God.

I am  blessed beyond measure to have so many who remind me daily through all my bending I will not break!!
My jar of grace is refilled......
Mercy surrounds me....
Peace covers me like a cloak of honey.....
Love in abundance......
 I see I am stronger for it.
Thank you Jesus!!

Psalm 1:3
And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season;his leaf also shall not wither;and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.

If you find yourself bending, it's OK.....
You will not break......
If you are ready to run screaming.....
Stop and listen for His voice......
The voice of your daddy God.

You will only grow stronger.


John 15:5
I am the vine;you are the branches. if you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit;apart from me you can do nothing.

Bending Not Breaking

Xoxoxo
Stacey


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