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Mental permission

What a rough night it has been. Too much pain being thrown around and not enough love. One of the things I absolutley love about my personal salvation is he hears me even when he doesn't speak and I always recieve just what I need to make it through. What an awesome God. I will praise His Holy name for the rest of my life before I open up my mouth to complain. He has done more than I deserve and more than I dare ask or imagine. His very nature is a provider. He is perfect peace and He is victory. See I learned how to praise not too long ago in spirit and truth. Now I refuse to remain in anything I don't have to and the stuff I have to be in I will be victorious through the blood shed and poured over my life daily. I will not be a victim. I may fall but I will get up. I am a queen. I will reside in the house of the living Lord at all times.

Okay I had to get that out my system. I surely came to talk about something else but I couldn't. The lord called me to be a worshipper not a person to dwell on things that have me down. This situation will never have a hold on me and my relationship unless I let it. And I refuse. It's mandatory that we encourage ourselves. We stay looking for somebody else to do it when God gave us a mouth to do it ourselves.

So I def feel a thousand times better. My God is so awesome that praising him brings peace and unspeakable joy into my life. Glory!!! Take time to tell him you love him. Prayer isn't always the answer. Show your obedience at all times not your ability to ask for what you want. Be able to recieve but even more importantly be able to give. God gave His son. The least you could do is give your praise.

I know Who and Whos I am. Be blessed.

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