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Let Me Get That Door For You



"To the angel of the church in Philadelphia write: These are the words of him who is holy and true, who holds the key of David. What he opens no one can shut, and what he shuts no one can open." Rev 3:8


When God leads you to the edge of the cliff, trust Him fully. Let Go. One of two things will happen, either He’ll catch you when you fall, or He’ll teach you how to fly! Only God can shift things around for us and cause things to work in our favor.

My prayer partner sent this to me today and I had to share it. It is a confirmation also from a co-worker who quoted the same thing to me two weeks ago! God is telling me that He will get those doors for me and I don’t have push them to open or close.



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  1. I like this post. Let Go and Let God. Something I'm trying my best to live by. Especially when you're on the edge of the cliff. Or trying to get through a door. Blessings to you,

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  2. That’s an encouraging thought – WE don’t have to be in charge of the doors opening or closing. Just watch which ones do. Thank you, Lord!

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  3. Thanks for sharing it with me (us), too sister Mary in His perfect timing! I remain trusting in Him wherever He wants me to go. God bless and have a wonderful weekend.

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  4. Wonderful quote! I need to keep this close.

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  5. Amen!!
    After all, He is the Door.
    :)
    So glad He's in control. xoxo

    In His love,
    Deborah xoxo

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  6. Trust -- I've heard and read that word all day long. Once again God is bringing it to my attention. Trusting Him fully is the only way to live.

    Joyfully,
    Pamela

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  7. I found out years ago that we need to wait for doors to open and not try to push them open. It's so important to remember that He knows and does what is best for us if we will trust Him. I guess it's human nature to want what we want and when we want it. Thank you for sharing this insight with us.
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

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  8. Hooray for you!! I love a word from a friend. And then when it is confirmed, I throw my hands in the air and praise the one who sent the message via my faithful messengers...

    Blessings, Debbie

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