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Why I Count it all Joy Wednesday!



The Lord GOD is my strength,
And He has made my feet like hinds' feet,
And makes me walk on my high places.

Habakkuk 3:19


With a verse like this one, you’ve got to know that one of those life challenges has manifested. But my joy is intact!

Last May of this year, I had a fairly large well repair bill. But I swallowed hard, paid the bill and praised God that we really haven’t had any well bills since last summer, 2009, when a Monsoon storm arose and lightening hit our well and damaged our pump. Then came June this year, and a breaker had to be repaired. At least this bill was significantly smaller!

Last Thursday the pump died. Fortunately, we only had to be without water one day. The repairmen are fast…and expensive. This bill was three times the anticipated cost. I’m still reading it in disbelief.

I am choosing joy today. There is nothing like flowing water to wash clothes and wash dishes with not to mention flushing the toilets. I can’t live without water. I can’t live without the Living Water either. Jesus is joy and merriment to my parched soul. He sustains me. How about you?

Choose joy today and don’t forget to visit Angel and the joyful writers at Why I Count it all Joy Wednesday!

Comments

  1. Mary,

    Praising and believing God will find creative ways to help you financially to pay off this unexpected bill for you but its never unexpected for Him.

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  2. Bless your heart.

    Girl, each Sunday when we tithe, I write in the memo, "Seed for _____." Ever since I started writing "Seed for financial breakthrough" (a couple of weeks now) some jobs have come in for my husband's company.

    I pray your seed will reap a harvest of financial breakthrough too!

    JOY JOY JOY!
    Beth

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  3. I love your attitude, Mary ... hope it becomes contagious! :)

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  4. You bring joy to my heart, love you.

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  5. Oh Mary! Repairmen charge such crazy prices! I just hate that for you!

    Choosing JOY and putting the enemy in his place(under your feet!!!) brings such glory to the Lord!!

    Praying for this situation

    Love you Mary!

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  6. Joining you in joyful praise and praying for God's provision.

    Hugs and blessings,
    Lisa

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  7. Water...we can't live without it, even though it comes to us at a great expense at times. Thank you, Mary, for the wonderful example of choosing joy on a day that it would be so easy to cave in to dispair. You are a blessing.

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  8. I'm praying for finances to pay off that bill and healing for your knee tonight and praising God for His stength that He's giving you!!

    I'm adding your blog to my list of inspirational blogs on my side bar!
    Big Fat Mama

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  9. Hi sister Mary. I always pray for the Lord to bless all my blogging friends and provide for their specific needs. I am believing that for you today and amen to the Living Water!

    J-ust continue to trust in Him
    O-ur God Who always make a way
    Y-ou're His priceless possession, come what may

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  10. Praying for your repair bills, but so glad you are seeing the JOY in it!! So glad you always link up and share your JOY, I love it.

    I thought of you when we were passing through Arizona. It was so cool going through the different states and thinking of my blog friends.

    Love and Blessings to you!!

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  11. Great, sacred perspective... to count it all a joy, even in the midst of strife. Praying God supplies all your need and then some!

    peace~elaine

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