Jesus Christ be glorified

God Calling – Empty Yourself

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Psalm 4:8   Rely on Me alone. Ask no other help. Pay all out in the Spirit of trust that more will come to meet your supply. Empty your vessels quickly; ensure Divine Supply. So much retained by you, so much the less will be gained from Me. It is a Law of Divine Supply. 8-10-20 AD 2:34/34 To hold back, to retain, implies a fear of the future, a want of trust in Me. When you ask Me to save you from the sea of poverty and difficulty you must trust wholly to Me.  If you do not, your prayer and faith are genuine, then I must first answer your prayer for help as a rescuer does that of a drowning man who is struggling to save himself. He renders him still more helpless and powerless until he is wholly at the will and mercy of the rescuer.  So understand My leading.  Trust wholly. Trust completely. Empty your vessel.  I will fill it.  You ask both of you to understand Divine Supply. It is a most difficult lesson for My children to learn.  So dependent have they become material supply they fail to understand.  We must live as I tell you. Depend on Me. Now unto Him who is able to keep you from stumbling, to make you stand in the presence of His glory blameless with great joy, to the only God our Savior, through Jesus Christ our Lord, be glory, majesty, dominion, authority, before all time and forever. __________  Amen. Jude 1:24

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sort of disclaimer? well, that isn’t the correct term actually, because this is no ‘dis’ any claim: BUT there is no doubting a continued presidency, we, i think. the thing about not mixing government and religion is bunk; tell that to our first praying president: George Washington. praying is needed for all Americans; those that do not are doing these United States a disservice. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCVW-2rLA1wXXr32fmeF3bHg/channels

God Loves You

Man cries for help. Man feels his need of Me.

All unmindful that countless times I draw near

unheard, pass on unnoticed, speak to deaf ears,

touch brows fretted and wrinkled by earth’s cares.

“The Christ is dead,” man says.

Alive and longing, full of a living tenderness I passed

his way today. He heeded not.

Man hears the storms, the wind, the earthquake, and his

ears still pulsing with the echoes he hears no Still a Small

Voice. Oh, do not miss Me, My children.