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Oct 2014
As I laid in bed last night I began to pray
My mind started wandering from subject to subject
As it had been a busy day
My brain could not think of the names
Of some of those of whose care for I wished to pray
I had many concerns and desires you see
I floated into the dream world for awhile
Then I awoke, the names I could not remember before
Became so clear to me
With just a moment rest
The Spirit opened the door of my memory
If you don't remember the words
Just give Him your trust
He is so very gracious

ROMANS 8:26-27 In the same way, The Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with Gods will.
WendyStarry Eyes
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