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What is important for us during times of suffering is to not
give up on God. He has not, nor ever will, give up on you. - Max Lucado
Scripture
and provide for those who grieve in Zion— to bestow on them
a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the
oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of
despair. They will be called oaks of
righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor. Isaiah
61:2-4 NIV
Song
Blessings Laura Story
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1CSVqHcdhXQ
We pray for blessings, we pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
And all the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
'Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to
know You're near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if every promise from Your word is not enough
And all the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe
'Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to
know You're near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know that pain reminds this heart
That this is not,
This is not our home
It's not our home
'Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to
know You're near
What if my greatest disappointments or the aching of this
life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't
satisfy
What if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise
Sentence Prayer
Lord, we weep with those who weep and refuse to be
consoled. May our tears mix with yours
in a river of justice, flowing down like mighty waters, transforming the world
that is into the one that out to be.
Amen
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