After yesterday’s bring-downs, I’m feeling distinctly un-able; so it’s good for me to know my God is in no way diminished. He Is Able, by The Maranatha! Singers–first hymn I saw this morning: must be the one I’m meant to use.
After yesterday’s bring-downs, I’m feeling distinctly un-able; so it’s good for me to know my God is in no way diminished. He Is Able, by The Maranatha! Singers–first hymn I saw this morning: must be the one I’m meant to use.
An oldie but goodie. Our God holds us in the palm of his hand.
During the last few years, at times it felt like I got broadsided by that Winnebago, I mentioned in another post. Then, after the impact, when I was able to get out of the car, another one ran me over, and on the way to the hospital, as luck would have it, the ambulance was targeted by a runaway Winnebago. I hate it when that happens. Now, I don’t feel a lot of affection toward those motor homes.
But I am still here, and yes God is able.
“Yea, though I walk the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me.”