Jeremiah 15:16 Your words were found, and I did eat them; and your word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of my heart: for I am called by your name, O LORD God of hosts.
Chewing the Bread of Life
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Monday, February 1, 2016
TELL ME A TRUE STORY BLOG PARTY Week of 02/01/16
READING A TRUE STORY
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Letting Go of Stuff
- a True Story
It is amazing when we read the stories written by others
that our own memories are resurrected with yet another story for we thought we
had already told it all.
Some time back an entry by Sharon
Sharing God told about her dream.In the dream she discovered a lot of her “Stuff” that she had given away
was discarded and ready to be buried.She
wondered why they had not valued her stuff !
(Be sure to Click on the red words above to view Sharon's awesome post.)
There are times when it is necessary to clean out our garage,
closets, attic and give to an organization or find someone who can use what you
no longer need.
Long ago, we purchased a white velvet couch and matching
love seat that we enjoyed for many years.
When we moved to our present mobile home, we decided to
purchase a hide-a-bed and would no longer need the pair of living room
A local Ministry was requesting furniture of any kind, so we
donated our white velvet divan and love seat along with an office desk and
Some tell us when you contribute money, you lose the right
to say how it will be spent, and I suppose it is the same with items donated to
a good cause.
Apparently what the group did was to hold a yard sale of the
donated furniture to raise funds for their ongoing expenses.
Time passed, and one day as I drove my car down one of the
semi-main streets of town, there I spotted in the front yard of a small house
our “White Velvet Love Seat,” with a FOR SALE sign on it.
I knew it was OURS, and at first I was angry that the person
was going to make a profit from our lovely seat.
Then God spoke to me and said, “Let it go, it is no longer
yours, but it is theirs, so they can do with it as they like.”
Then I began to consider people I have known, witnessed to,
and often helped in times past, and I realized that they belong to God and they
did not really belong to me.
Let them go, for they are in good hands.
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