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Maybe We Need A King



I hung up the phone and wanted to do cartwheels all over my office and dance, too. I had been talking with my boss for about ten minutes when he referred to Jesus as King of everything!

The economy has hit us hard here in Arizona, especially in the housing industry. Our office has sold homes consistently nonetheless, so our owner calls often to discuss business. In our conversation this week, he referred to our current white house administration. Then Mr. Boss said this: “I’m thinking that maybe we need a king this next election.” And I said: “Oh, no Boss! What if we don’t like him? We won’t be able to vote him out in four years! The only king I would consider is King Jesus.” Then he said: “Jesus is already king; He’s king of everything!”

Today, I’m thanking God for this conversation. I’m thanking Him that down deep inside, I realize that my boss knows the King of Kings and I can’t express how liberated that makes me feel. We share the same hope!

9-10 Shout and cheer, Daughter Zion!

Raise the roof, Daughter Jerusalem!
Your king is coming!
a good king who makes all things right,
a humble king riding a donkey,
a mere colt of a donkey.
I've had it with war—no more chariots in Ephraim,
no more war horses in Jerusalem,
no more swords and spears, bows and arrows.
He will offer peace to the nations,
a peaceful rule worldwide,
from the four winds to the seven seas.

11-13"And you, because of my blood covenant with you,
I'll release your prisoners from their hopeless cells.
Come home, hope-filled prisoners!
This very day I'm declaring a double bonus—
everything you lost returned twice-over!

Zechariah 9: 9-13



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  1. Yes King Jesus is over us all. What has been prophesised must come to pass, but we can trust in the Lord to save us. What a joy to work for a boss who knows the Lord!!! I would be dancing also. Have a great day. Blessings and love. Crystal Mary

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  2. You can almost hear the buzz as many conversations of this same sort are carried on all over this globe. Has man ever been so stymied?

    How amazing to think we could witness the return of that King any day; and not a day too soon!

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  3. I can feel your joy right through cyberspace.....and it's the best. Knowing that you're boss is a believer is a beautiful gift

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  4. Oh! To hear such a great unsolicited comment ... no wonder your "heart took flight"!
    I've a couple friends who are non-believers ... it hurts my heart, but I pray nonetheless they "wake up" some day.

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  5. Just a big AMEN from my corner of the world! What a priceless conversation!

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  6. Rejoicing with you. "Maranatha!" Comfort is on sight! Love you sister.

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  7. Hi Mary -

    This is hallelujah territory for sure.

    Thank you for the soul shout, Mary.

    Glory to GOD!

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  8. Well, how cool was that?! I just love when we *discover* another believer!

    Isn't it just the best that our King promises a yoke that is easy and a burden that is light? He is the wisest Ruler, the Prince of Peace - and He rules with the absolute power of Love!

    GOD BLESS!

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  9. How wonderful! It is such a glorious feeling when we encounter other believers.

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  10. How wonderful that your boss is a man of God! What a great gift to work for the King's underling!

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  11. Stopping by through the 30 days of Thanksgiving Blog hop!!

    What a beautiful blog you have!!

    Blessings,
    Sharon :)

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  12. How exciting Mary!!
    Your heart must have leapt to have heard those words!
    \0/

    Much love,
    Deborah xoxoxoox

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  13. It's wonderful to work for a boss that's a believer! You are blessed!

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  14. Halleluah Mary!! Having a believer and being equally yoked with your boss is SUCH a gift and a blessing! Makes being under his authority sooo much easier!

    Knowing the King of Kings is Coming just brings such JOY and great anticipation :) ...May we be found being about HIS Business!!

    Love you!

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  15. We should always be dancing with joy because he is King. Thank you for directing us back to this

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