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Thankful Thursday ~ Hope

Today I’m thanking God for the hope He gives His followers. In Hebrews 6:19 it says: “This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both secure and steadfast, and which enters the Presence behind the veil.” An anchor is only as secure as that to which it is fastened. I’m thankful for Jesus, the very hope of my soul. So I carried this anchor of hope into my prayer closet this morning:
  1. I have hope that My Son-in-law, Mark, will be completely healed in his back.
  2. I have hope that those on my prayer list suffering with severe conditions in their mental & physical health will be healed.
  3. I have hope that these red envelopes that so many of us are sending to Washington will have an impact on the president and his administration and that hearts will be softened and the unborn will be protected.

I ’m thankful, also, for last night’s Bible study at church. We studied the fruit of the Spirit of peace. Visual presentations speak loudly to me and when our pastor featured his child’s puzzle mounted on his white board, one piece was missing. The puzzle represented my life before Christ. An empty hole or piece was missing, but when I found Christ, the Prince of Peace, I became whole. I thought the play on words was profound!

In Israel, the Jews greet each other with “shalom” like we say “hello.” It is a message of “I greet you with wholeness here, with oneness.” I’m thankful for my blogging buddies and I greet you with “shalom”. Many of you have asked for prayer. I stand believing that Jesus, our hope, will touch you today and make you whole.

He’s the Czar of Shalom, the King of Rest. Our hope! Join us for more Thankful Thursday articles at Women Taking a Stand.

Comments

  1. RCUBEsApril 2, 2009 at 9:13 AM

    Just wanna' say "hello" and thank you for your warm "shalom." God bless sister and may you have a nice day! Praying with u. :)

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  2. LAURIEApril 2, 2009 at 11:56 AM

    Beautiful Thankful Thursday post. Thank you for joining in with us and sharing God's hope with your readers! -Laurie

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  3. DeniseApril 2, 2009 at 1:08 PM

    Sweetie, I am praying for your son in-law.

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  4. Debbie PetrasApril 2, 2009 at 3:11 PM

    This was such a beautiful TT post. I love the example your pastor used with the puzzle. I love to learn as a child. Shalom to you!

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  5. AlleluiabelleApril 3, 2009 at 8:41 AM

    Happy belated Thursday Mary! With so much activity around here yesterday with the little ones, it didn't leave me much time to read my friends postings, so I'm doing it today. I'm thankful for so many things, but I will say this, I am thankful for your friendship via the blogging world. I love to come here, sit back, relax and read, smile, chuckle, laugh, get encouragement, get enriched, oh I can go on and on dear woman.

    Love you dear friend,
    Alleluiabelle

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