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There was a desire to give a certain amount, But I lacked. No, wait! I must've lost count! Counting... Yes, I was really short on cash. How embarrassing of me, but I checked every stash. I am aware that God will provide, But do I cling to the promise, And on Him do I fully abide? I went through the motions that Sunday. When a lady came to me with something to say. The Lord told her that she had notes to give me. I looked at her wide-eyed, filled with gratitude, filled with glee. It was not just what I needed, but even more. I can't imagine the blessings that are still in store! God indeed works in wondrous ways. Worry not about provision. That should always be the case!
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
Provision
There was a desire to give a certain amount, But I lacked. No, wait! I must've lost count! Counting... Yes, I was really short on cash. How embarrassing of me, but I checked every stash. I am aware that God will provide, But do I cling to the promise, And on Him do I fully abide? I went through the motions that Sunday. When a lady came to me with something to say. The Lord told her that she had notes to give me. I looked at her wide-eyed, filled with gratitude, filled with glee. It was not just what I needed, but even more. I can't imagine the blessings that are still in store! God indeed works in wondrous ways. Worry not about provision. That should always be the case!
July 3, 2012
nicolelac_
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
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