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Break....or Breakthrough




I plan to be offline for a blog break for a few weeks. We’re busy at my house preparing for our family’s Passover celebration. Next week we are taking some vacation days and going to San Diego to join the kids for the Easter holiday.


I’ve been waking up very early in the morning and while reading my Bible, I notice how cold the mornings have been. Just before dawn it seems coldest and darkest. Many of us are spiritually in that Middle Place. It seems so dark because our trials are wearying. Bright light is on the horizon. Let’s encourage one another because we know the miracle of Jesus’ resurrection and all of the hope it brings. Our miracles are coming; I believe it!


Happy Easter, my friends. May His joy fill us this season regardless of what we see in the natural. Praise Jesus, our savior!


He has delivered us from the power of darkness and conveyed us into the kingdom of the Son of His love, in whom we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins. Colossians 1:13,14

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  1. Enjoy your time off, and have a joyous Easter! :)

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  2. Thank you for letting us "in", so I won't worry! :)
    Safe travels and happy times!
    Love,
    Myra

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  3. Enjoy your break my friend. I love Easter and all the marvelous hope that surrounds it. Just to know that He died for me but now He lives is something I don't ever want to forget.
    Be Blessed.
    Kim

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  4. Have a joyous celebration with your family and thank you for reminding us, to remain "joyful" despite these trying times. Thank you sister Mary for your prayers and encouragement. I treasure your friendship...and the unity we share because of our Lord. "Jesus is risen!" and as believers, so must we remain standing in these evil days. To God be the glory. Love you sister.

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  5. I am believing the Lord is doing a mighty thing! Enjoy your break and know we are thinking of you and praying for you and yours Mary! Love you and will miss you

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  6. Have a fun and safe trip.
    Happy Easter to you and your family.

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  7. Just before dawn it seems coldest and darkest. How very true. What I am going through these days. Amazing how God leads you to write words that are the very words I need to hear.

    Have a blessed passover celebration. My family and I will also have a celebration.

    Love
    Lidj

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  8. I pray that this will be a time of refreshing for you...

    You mentioned when you visited my blog that you are down-sizing. So, whatcha got?? ;)

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  9. Happy Easter to you and have a wonderful trip.

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  10. Enjoy your vacation! Wishing you God's Blessing.

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  11. I love you sweet friend. I know that your time away with your family will be a beautifully blessed time.

    Happy Easter to you and your family.

    Hugs,
    Alleluiabelle

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  12. Thank you for sharing your heart with us dear Mary and enjoy this precious season of our LORD. Blessed Holy week to you and your family.

    Love your header images!

    Love your profile photo! You're beautiful through and through!

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  13. Have a meaningful Resurrection Sunday, dear Mary.

    Love
    Lidj

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  14. Just stopping by to wish you and yours a wonder-full Easter Sunday!

    I'll be joining you in celebrating the power of God - resurrection power - and thanking Him for His unspeakable gift!

    GOD BLESS!

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  15. Hope you have a blessed break! :) We serve a risen Saviour!

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  16. Hi -

    Thank you for your righteous witness and encouraging words.

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