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Prayer is a Relationship

 After this manner therefore pray ye: Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.  Matthew 6:9-13
The Lord’s Prayer begins with relationships, specifically, our relationship to the Father. The principle name of God in the Old Testament is LORD, translated, “Jehovah” or “Yahweh.” The name Jehovah is derived from the Hebrew verb havah, “to be” or “being.” This word is almost exactly like the Hebrew verb chavah, “to live” or “life.” So when we read the name Lord, or Jehovah in capitol letters, in our Bibles, we think in terms of Jehovah as the Being who is the absolute self-existent One, who in Himself possess life, permanent existence. God’s relationship to Israel is occasionally compared to a father/s…

Dwelling in the Secret Place of God

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him. With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation. Psalm 91:1-2,14-16
What does it mean, He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty? The Word of God says we are to abide in Christ (John 15) denoting a continual, constant and continuous dwelling in the secret place under His shadow. How near to we have to be in order for His shadow to fall upon us? We must walk very closely to Him for His shadow to be upon us. Dwelling in the secret place of the Most High provides for us great and precious promises. Look wit…

My Mom

by Dianna Moffitt Carroll Who’s that holding me so very lovingly? I’m so tiny, Oh, I see- It’s my mom Who’s that caring for me? Just newborn I be, Oh, yes- It’s my mom. Who’s the one that’s up late with me? For I’m not well, a fever you see. Well wouldn’t you know, no need to ask- It’s my mom. Who plays patty-cake and sings to me; Bandages my finger and kisses me? Say, you’re getting better at guessing with me- It’s my mom. Who’s always there for me, my hurts to bare When friends have abandoned me and no one seems to care? She’s pretty popular, I’ve known her now awhile; Always my companion, my friend, and my guide- It’s my mom Who’s there to cry with me when life makes me sad? Who’s there to laugh and joke with me and even giggle a tad? Oh, no one cries quite like she cries over the silliest little things; And when she laughs, she really laughs. She’s just plain wonderful to me. It’s my mom. Who’ll be there saying, “Good-bye,” when it’s time to leave my home? As all the memories of my life will somehow quickly…