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Sunday, November 10, 2019

Thou who seekest

Thou who seekest me,
shall find me nestled within.
For I dwell in you.
Beyond the concrete confines,
I am your sacred spirit.


Linking with Sunday Scriptures Blessings

Welfare unto all
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8 comments:

  1. Michele MorinNovember 10, 2019 at 3:34 AM

    "And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart." (Jeremiah 29:13)
    I'm so grateful for the way this truth has become part of the fabric of my own story.

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  2. Whispering ThoughtsNovember 10, 2019 at 4:16 AM

    Thank you Michele for sharing such lovely thoughts with us ..
    God bless :)

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  3. a spirit of simplicityNovember 10, 2019 at 5:06 AM

    Beautiful.

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  4. elizabethNovember 10, 2019 at 6:40 AM

    "When You said, “Seek My face,”My heart said to You, “Your face, Lord, I will seek.” Psalm 27:8
    What a wonderful God Who wants us to find and to know Him personally, just as He fully knows and understands and loves us.

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsNovember 10, 2019 at 11:41 PM

      Such a pious beautiful thought. I am so honored that you shared such amazing pure words with us.
      God bless 🙏 🙏 🙏

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  5. Peabea ScribblesNovember 11, 2019 at 5:25 AM

    Such lovely words. Was so blessed to see your visit to Sunday Scripture Blessings so I could come visit. Hugs to you and have a great week ahead. :)

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsNovember 11, 2019 at 9:35 AM

      Thank you for stopping by and leaving such kind and encouraging words. the pleasure was ours to be a part of such an amazing linkup. Thank you for hosting us.
      God bless

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