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A Special Inspiration


Thanks to Andrea, at Arise 2 Write, I'm able to post about this lovely Inspirational Blog Award today. It was created by a young teenage girl, a blogger who loves the Lord. Andrea displayed it today on her website for those of us who follower her blog and I wanted to do the same on my blog. I hope it blesses many as it blessed me! Have a wonderful day, everyone. Keep writing inspirationally as you live for Jesus. I eagerly pass this on to you, my followers, too.

The Message Bible speaks about 2 Corinthians 2:15-16 like this:
14-16 In the Messiah, in Christ, God leads us from place to place in one perpetual victory parade. Through us, he brings knowledge of Christ. Everywhere we go, people breathe in the exquisite fragrance. Because of Christ, we give off a sweet scent rising to God, which is recognized by those on the way of salvation—an aroma redolent with life. But those on the way to destruction treat us more like the stench from a rotting corpse.
16-17 This is a terrific responsibility. Is anyone competent to take it on? No— but at least we don't take God's Word, water it down, and then take it to the streets to sell it cheap. We stand in Christ's presence when we speak; God looks us in the face. We get what we say straight from God and say it as honestly as we can.

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  1. Congratulations. Certainly, anyone who comes by here is truly inspired.
    Blessings and prayers, andrea

    PS: How is your daughter and family?

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  2. God's word ... it says it all!

    Hope you're doing well. I'm sure you are as eager as I am for fall to arrive in earnest so we can again breathe some cool air.

    In the meantime, hugs & prayers,
    Kathleen

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  3. Congrats, you are very deserving sweetie.

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  4. "Through us, he brings knowledge of Christ..." what a privilege to be used by Christ! May our aroma always rises to please God alone.

    Congratulations on that beautiful award. I was just reading the comments at my site and I was thanking the Lord for I feel so blessed to have met so many wonderful sisters here, like you...Love you sister Mary. It feels really great to know that there are so many praying for each other. Thank you for yours. God bless.

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  5. You are so beautiful Sister!

    Loved the sharing of the WORD and congratulations on the award unto the glory of our GOD.

    My heart and prayers remain with you and your family. I've missed visiting with you. Love you.

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  6. It is a beautiful award. You are an inspiration!

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  7. Congratulations Mary! Yes you are the epitome of inspiration!!! Every word, every post, and all that you are is inspiring to me!

    I love you my friend.....thankyou for being you

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  9. Hey Mary, I came back over to love on you as I know I left a comment the other day. The blessing of the Word of GOD is always so powerful. Thank you for the encouragement dear sister. You are a beautiful presence online. Love you.

    Praying still for you and your family.

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  10. Just want to say have a great weekend sister!!! Before I take a nap and go to work again tonight :) Please pray for me. i think I'm scheduled to work at Intake [where I will screen the arrestee from the streets]. Haven't been assigned there in a long time. I surely need the Lord's protection and guidance. Thank you for your prayers. Love you in Christ. I pray that all is well and that R. is taking a step to walk on that road "off the beaten trek". :)

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