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Victory!

Do you know what victory smells like? I do! I (well, God) was victorious today! I am healed! Wahoo! Praise God! I feel like a ton of bricks was lifted from my shoulders! All I can do is give glory to God. He has healed me inside and out. Now I can look to the future with hope and excitement: "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you and give you hope." Jer. 29:11

Now I just have to trust the Lord. My friend Michelle text me a quote from her pastor and I have made it my motto lately. Let me share it with you. "Do you trust the Lord with the things you love most? This is when faith takes root in our lives even when its a scary journey that God asks us to take" Thanks Pastor Rick!

Thank you all for praying for us! I cannot even begin to describe what it feels like to know and have that many people praying on your behalf. It is my prayer that God will bless you beyond all you can ask or imagine!

Blessings!

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Anonymous said…
Wakooo!!!!
Whitney said…
Yeaa!!!!! I am so happy for you!!

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