” Freedom ” Who Are You

Be honest, be authentic, be

you. There are many people

putting masks on. Trust me I

know it is not easy being

honest, or transparent. I’ve

faced the reproach, fear, and

resentment, uncertainty and

fear of the unknown.

” Remember honesty is the

best policy ! Being truthful in

all things just creates trust,

integrity, and reliability.”

When you are vulnerable

you expose light on silence

matters in your life, which

then provides healing to

restoreyou and delivering

you from the shackles that

binds you.

“Character is a victory, not a gift ” – William Marrion Branham

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” Rock Bottom “πŸ—»

” God isn’t alarmed when we

hit rock bottom. He made

the rock. “

There are times in our lives

when we feel like there is no

way up or out. Illness,

Poverty, Confusion,

Loneliness, Desperation.

They take us to the place

called “rock bottom.”

In these times you may feel

weak and vulnerable, and it

is easy to lose faith in your

ability to go on. It is exactly

in these times that you must

turn to the infinite power

within yourself. You must

know that the answer is

exactly where you are.

The strength you need, the

answer you want, the

solution that will turn the

situation around is you. If

you can put aside the anger,

fear, weakness and

desperation for just a minute

you will remember the

“other times” you were at the

bottom and how in a

moment, miraculously, you

were lifted up.

“There is no spot where God is not “

Caption @ Iyanla Vanzant Acts of Faith

January 22 Devotion

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πŸ”₯” Walking in the midst of the fire. ” πŸ”₯

“The road is too rough,” I said;
“It is uphill all the way;
No flowers, but thorns instead;
And the skies over head are grey.”
One took my hand at the entrance dim,
Sweet is the road that I walk with him.
“The cross is too great,” I cried—
“More than the back can bear,
So rough and heavy and wide,
And nobody by to care.”
One stooped softly & touched my hand:
I know. I care. And I understand.”
Then why do we fret and sigh;
Cross-bearers all we go:
But the road ends by-and-by
In the dearest place we know,
And every step in the journey we
May take in the Lord’s own company.
Walking in the midst of the fire.
Daniel 3:25
@ Streams in the Desert
by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman