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Spiritual Sundays ~ Identification


Though all the peoples walk each in the name of his god,
As for us, we will walk In the name of the LORD our God forever and ever
Micah 4:5



I have to watch how I speak around Susanna these days. She’s an eager-to-learn two year old who repeats my words and actions. Oh, how nice to be admired! Likewise, I hope Father God views me with affection when I speak like Him. It’s even better when I make a decision that mirrors His holy ways. God understands that we humans long for identification. He sent Jesus!

I’m aware, too, that not everyone embraces Jesus. Some “walk” a different way, and their god is different like the woman I met on the playground the other day. I was pushing Susanna’s swing when she approached me with one of those printed handouts that look like a page from a primary reader. Soon I knew that I was speaking to a very friendly lady who was unusually interested in my life and not just selling her god to me like most in cults. Nonetheless, I’m concerned for her. I’m glad she came into my life that day. I haven’t been able to stop thinking and praying for this deceived soul. At least she was friendly and we could talk about other things and find some common ground of identification!


The Micah verse shows me that throughout time, some would identify with the name of the Lord. Count me in, Lord, forever. It has to be forever! That’s what makes this verse great.

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Comments

  1. i love that you are thinking of her and praying for her. i too have been praying for one of my friends God recently brought into my life, one who's deceived.

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  2. I am not familiar with that verse. Thanks so much for sharing it with me!

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  3. “Count me in, Lord, forever.” I pray that I identify with the name of the Lord forever, too. Thanks for sharing!

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  4. Great post, Mom. That picture of Sookie really looks like Amy at that age, don't you think?
    Carrie

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  5. Every meeting is an opportunity to give back to our Father! :) Thank you for sharing!

    Happy Fall day to you! :)

    Hugs, Carolyn ~ Cottage Sunshine

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  6. Jesus is revealing that He is the truth, the life and the way to many people. We continue to pray that people will open the door of their hearts to our loving Savior. Thank you for a beautiful post. (Your door wreath is Gorgeous!)

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  7. Mary, I am so glad that young lady came into your life! You may be the only one praying for her until now. It certainly wasn't by chance you crossed paths. Thank you for a wonderful post and I must tell you that the wreath on the door in your header is lovely!

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  8. I know you made an impression on that dear lady. Now we can all pray for her...that she comes into the saving knowledge of Jesus.:)

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  9. You're so wonderfully self-less, Mary! Under the circumstances, I don't know that I'd have been so charitable. This has certainly given me something to think about.

    PS - Love the new additions to your slide show! :)

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  10. Count me in, too! A beautiful post, Mary. You are such a blessing!

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  11. Beautiful post. I'm glad that you are remembering her in your prayers.Everything happens for a reason. Happy Spiritual Sunday.

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  12. What a wonderful verse you shared. It is one that I had never "seen" before, even though I've read through His Word many times. It is so perfect for the age we find ourselves living in, and yet, as you say, it has always been so.

    I pray that God will give you an on-going exposure to the lady you spoke of, and that she might begin to "see" because of seeing Jesus in you.

    Great post!!!

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  13. I know some Jewish believers (I'm one) who gave their hearts to God...and even helped established churches etc.have turned back to Judism. I don't understand how anyone who has felt His touch can ever turn away. I know I can't. He was the one who made the difference in my life. I'm glad too...that you think and pray for that woman. You may be the only one....and b/c of you...she may come to know Him....

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  14. We never know when we will touch someone.

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  15. Great post. Very interesting. Thank you for sharing.

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  16. It breaks my heart that so many people in the world are deceived like the one you met. As others have commented. I don't think your meeting her was an accident. Thank you for sharing your story.
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

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  17. It's so awesome to realize how the Lord puts someone in our life just briefly to share his word.
    God Bless,
    Ginger

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  18. Knowinng how to talk to these con fussed is difficult. It is such a fine line between judgement and caring. Ithink your care will bear much fruit. Blessings Debbie

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  19. Yes, count me in Lord...forever...Amen! What a precious picture of your granddaughter.....

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  20. Thank you, Mary, for sharing this beautiful post...being reminded that having a little one around causes us to be careful of our actions and words is always a good thing. But the fact that you took it one step further in relating it to our lives being a reflection of our Heavenly Father really makes it sink in.

    I'm also blessed that you didn't just turn away from the young woman who approached you on the playground. Thank you for mirroring God's image before her...even if you never see this side of Heaven the results of your actions that day the very fact that you can't get her off your mind and heart tells me that God has a purpose for her life, just as He does for each of us.

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  21. A lovely post Mary, thank you for sharing! :)

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  22. Powerful message Mary including the message within the message -- thankful you prayed for her and carry her in your heart. That shows the Holy Spirit alive in you sister!

    You are a blessing!

    P.S. That precious grandbaby of yours is SO BEAUTIFUL!

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