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The path of Christianity is filled with highs and lows. We stumble upon trials and tests that shake us to the core. Sometimes we get to the knife edge and contemplate giving up. Every new day proves that the struggle is more real than the day before. Truth is, the pressure that sits on us on either side works not to crush us, neither do life's puzzles leave us in despair. There's infinite strength building from within despite the possibility that the surface suggests otherwise. Although shaken to the point of loosing hold of the hope we profess, we are not smashed! The revival that awaits our hearts is nothing close to the former testimonies we have had. Not a bit! In Haggai 2:9 we see the promise of the latter being greater th an the past. ''For I will be a wall of fire around it, declares the Lord, and I will be the glory within it' Zech 2:5. This promise is huge. I t's ours for the taking! We ar e in for much much more. Picture a dry perched land coming...

I pray you remain fine and happy: joyous as always and abounding in love. I wish you long life: like the satisfaction that’s been promised in the word (with long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation Ps 91;16)) Starting with good health, happy days and effortless laughter, may prosperity and the favour of the Lord encamp round about you all through your life. When it gets tough, may you find grace to get tougher. It will get dark no doubt, and you may feel lost once or twice, but remember joy comes with the morning. Prepare to graciously dance in the rain, so that its furry will not wash over you.(Ps 30;5) When you go through deep waters, you are certainly not alone and when you walk through fire, the flames will not consume you.When you call on heaven may it be open to every cry you make. (Isa 43;2) As sure as the dawn is the blessing of the Lord on you and yours! When all is said and done, you will find reasons to smile and thank God. You are loved more than...

There's a silent cry in every heart, a hole that doesn't seem to fill up. None can refute the fact that we are all in need of a savior-a hand that stretches further than ours. Who else can bind a wounded heart and give life to our mortal bodies? I only know of one. That's why I write to tell of him. This is a tale of how things turned around for a once lost soul to now be found. James 1:17, Luke 15:32, Ephesians 1:3 Tune my heart to love and I will sing I am redeemed, restored, forgiven I simply want to tell everything To describe a love you have given You pick me up time and again When I fall stumbling in the rain Praise to God from whom all blessings flow Won my heart with a love that looks beyond my flaw I’ve got to say you are matchless in love And that with every good and perfect gift above You still would care to know my name And send your son to shoulder my shame Since the day your love came like a flood To the stop of me...

I wonder who else is in this.  Pray along There were days when Love was tangible Help was near Grace right here Tears that defined my joy ran down I felt secure I felt sure Something was burning inside All this while I remember I didn’t have to worry or fret Coz my cares Doubts and dismay All melted away What once beamed with life Is now cold and deserted Like a heart devoid of the very life itself Like a vase with no flower It feels so alone Won’t you come through blessed Lord? Temptations loose their power when you are here With you it’s easy when dismay stares hard In you there’s a friend I’ve always had How I need the winds of revival Showers of rain to soak my drying heart Lord I’ve heard of your deeds The victories you wrought upon hearts of men Renew them in my days Restore my heart again

Hope always shows up when we are about to fall by the wayside. Hang in there! There’s this timeless story you probably have heard, especially if you grew up around people who were positive about life. It is a tale of hope, brought out in the simplest of ways any child could grasp. It pictures four candles: I want to believe that among them was that of faith of hope and love. They live well together (talk of stories giving life to lifeless things haha), burning so brightly and then things turn sour and they go out, save for the candle of hope which continues till the end. What I like about the story is that this lucky candle thinks it wise to light up the rest: which it does. Lovely! Isn’t it? Now it feels like I’m narrating to some Sunday school kids sited in front of me with their legs crossed, anxious. Trust me, it feels good. Hope is simply optimism. A clear cut confidence that things will work out somehow. It constitutes an expectation that cannot be clouded by the current state of...

The bible says in Jer 31;3 ''The LORD appeared to him from afar: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; therefore I have drawn you with my loving kindness.'' What a blessed assurance to know that God has flooded us with an infinite love that stretches as far as the heavens are above the earth. That regardless of what others may think of us, the everlasting father thinks the best of us. What then shall we say concerning this?  Can anything ever detach us from this love? Think about this... We all have ‘that one thing’ we will never forget Some of us are weighed down by a life of regret Yet some have sweet memories in closest friends who though far away Are here to stay Well, here’s my story … The name above all names cared to know mine And the nail-pierced hands reached out just in time This shaky boat was sinking in But the sacrifice on Calvary took away my sin I draw my help from looking above From the Lord who quiets me with His lo...