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Thankful Thursday ~ Protection





My car is running good again, but this wasn’t the case during the holidays.  God had His hand on me because my engine could have blown up if the gasoline I smelled would have overflowed to electrical parts.

We returned home a week before Christmas and my vehicle drove nicely during those 900 miles.  A few days later, I met with one of my besties for a long holiday lunch in Sedona and that’s when I noticed the smell of gas.  But then it went away.  I remembered that my husband put a fuel injector cleaner in my engine; maybe the smell was linked to that.  The next day he smelled it too and we knew we had a problem.  The mechanic had to replace my fuel pressure regulator.

I make a declaration of faith every morning taken from Psalm 91.  It’s like insurance not only for me but for my family:

I am dwelling in the secret place of the Most High with (names of family)!
We’re abiding under the shadow of the Almighty!
He is our fortress!
He is our refuge!
In God do we trust!
He covers us with His feathers!
We will not live in fear!
The wicked will get their reward!
His angels are watching over us and keeping us in all our ways because we know His way!
He is delivering us from trouble!
He is our salvation.

This Thankful Thursday, I’m publicly thanking God for protecting me.  I’m grateful this problem did not occur during our holiday travels, much of which is long, dry desert highway. I am going to keep dwelling in the secret place!

Comments

  1. This morning I'm thankful for His hand covering you-how very scary!
    We never seem to know just how much He protects us or how many angels He has guarding us. I too am so very thankful.
    Hugs, Noreen

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  2. What an awesome God we serve...thankful for the way He was your Protection! I love the way you pray Psalm 91 back to Him entering your family right along with you. I learn so much about prayer from you, Sweet Friend.

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  3. GOd is really our protection in times of need. I am thankful that everything went well with you all.
    God bless you more.
    My favorite chapter from the bible too!

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  4. He definitely heard your prayer of protection...glad the car is fixed and safe now...gives me a shutter to think what may have happened.

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  5. Amen. When the Lord had me witnessed an unseen battle from a family member, Psalm 91 was my prayer He gave me to find peace and joy despite what occurred. And protection! I pray it loud also sister using my family's and friends' names. What better way than to speak the Word that is alive, a double-edged sWord He gave us to use as our weapon. I'm glad you're okay and I know you'll always be because He surrounds us. Take care sister Mary.Hapoy New Year and love and blessings to you!

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  6. I like your declaration and glad for His protection over you. I always think...but for Him....so many bad stuff can happen. Stay safe and wishes for a great weekend.

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  7. That is one of my all time favorite scriptures Mary. We may never know just how many times God is protecting us and we don't even know it. I'm glad to see you back, I know you had a wonderful Christmas!

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  8. That could have been so awful, Mary. No, I'm not going to let my mind go there.

    You know, a similar thing once happened to me ... I was with a "Mr. Wrong" at the time, so my complaints about smelling gas weren't taken very seriously. Only when I insisted he raise the hood and he saw liquid spitting up when I depressed the gas pedal did he take me seriously. (Since I was a smoker at the time, I realize how very lucky I was.)

    God is good, all of the time!

    Hugs,
    Myra

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  9. Don't you just love it when He is watching and protecting us when we aren't even aware of it....He is an awesome God we serve....

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  10. HI Mary! Oh my goodness, how God watched over you! I am so glad that your car problem got fixed, and that you will be ok.
    I just love the fact that you pray over yourself and your family every morning. And what a great Psalm to use. You are inspiring me to do that too. Thank you!
    And I can't help but say that I'd love to have lunch in Sedona. It's so darn pretty there!
    Have a good Tuesday!
    Ceil

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