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#1 LisaP



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Posted 14 October 2010 - 08:45 AM

He promises His presence through a trial; I've seen it, felt it. Joy will come in the morning.

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Posted 25 October 2010 - 11:04 AM

After the "gut-punch", when I can catch my breath, and see what hit me, and maybe even make it back up to my feet, then I start to see the joy in the trial. A few years back, The Holy Spirit gave me a new understanding of the verse, of how He works all things together for the good, for those who love Him. He reminded me of how composte piles work. Yucky, stinkey, gross things go in/on, and become really offensive and foul looking as well as smelling. But as the Light of His Word, and the Breath of His Spirit hits my personal 'compost' pile, if I let Him 'work' it, it turns into fertile soil later on. It is just that as the world throws things onto me, sometimes as they hit (the trial starts) it can really catch me off guard. This year alone, there has been a lot thrown at me, that by myself I could never have stood up under. But as I have risen each day, I have found a new desperation, a new need to cast not just my cares, but me into His care daily. It is amazing just how much I can do without, but cannot do without Him, just can't. He is my joy in the trials.
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