1. Notes: 762 / 1 week ago  from spiritualinspiration
    spiritualinspiration: 8 things to Remember during the Storms of Life… 1. God is in full control of the timing and intensity of your trial and will not allow it to go beyond His boundaries. 2. He has a specific purpose for your suffering which you may not understand until it is over. 3. This trial will prove to be profitable if you submit to God and trust Him through it. 4. Trying situations are opportunities for faith to prove genuine and grow stronger. 5. When you endure extreme pressure with unexplainable peace and joy, the Lord will demonstrate His sustaining power to a watching world. 6. Your difficulties are used by the Father to produce Christ-like character. 7. God will walk with you through all trials. 8. The Holy Spirit will enable you not only to survive but also to come out a conqueror.www.facebook.com/naeemcallaway

    spiritualinspiration:

    8 things to Remember during the Storms of Life…

    1. God is in full control of the timing and intensity of your trial and will not allow it to go beyond His boundaries.
    2. He has a specific purpose for your suffering which you may not understand until it is over.
    3. This trial will prove to be profitable if you submit to God and trust Him through it.
    4. Trying situations are opportunities for faith to prove genuine and grow stronger.
    5. When you endure extreme pressure with unexplainable peace and joy, the Lord will demonstrate His sustaining power to a watching world.
    6. Your difficulties are used by the Father to produce Christ-like character.
    7. God will walk with you through all trials.
    8. The Holy Spirit will enable you not only to survive but also to come out a conqueror.

    www.facebook.com/naeemcallaway

     
  2. Notes: 579 / 1 week ago  from spiritualinspiration
    spiritualinspiration: Keep doing the right thing. God is building character in you, and you are passing that test. Remember, the greater the struggle, the greater the reward.

    spiritualinspiration:

    Keep doing the right thing. God is building character in you, and you are passing that test. Remember, the greater the struggle, the greater the reward.

     
  3. Notes: 534 / 1 week ago  from spiritualinspiration
    spiritualinspiration: www.facebook.com/naeemcallaway

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    www.facebook.com/naeemcallaway

     
  4. Notes: 272 / 3 weeks ago  from viarevival (originally from iwilltrustinyou)
     
  5. Notes: 1472 / 3 weeks ago  from spiritualinspiration
    spiritualinspiration: www.facebook.com/naeemcallaway

    spiritualinspiration:

    www.facebook.com/naeemcallaway

     
  6. Notes: 533 / 3 weeks ago  from spiritualinspiration
    spiritualinspiration: Isaiah 7:9: If you do not stand firm in your faith, you will not stand at all. Understand this: God will help you in life, but you cast the deciding vote. If you choose to stay focused on negative elements in your life, if you focus on what you can’t do and what you don’t have, then by your own choice, you are agreeing to be defeated. You are conspiring with the enemy by opening the door and allowing destructive thoughts, words, actions, and attitudes to dominate your life. However, if you’ll get into agreement with God, if you’ll focus on your possibilities, your faith can cause God to show up and work supernaturally in your life. But it’s up to you. It depends on your outlook. Consider this: you are today what you believed about yourself yesterday. And you will be tomorrow what you believe about yourself right now.

    spiritualinspiration:

    Isaiah 7:9: If you do not stand firm in your faith, you will not stand at all.

    Understand this: God will help you in life, but you cast the deciding vote. If you choose to stay focused on negative elements in your life, if you focus on what you can’t do and what you don’t have, then by your own choice, you are agreeing to be defeated. You are conspiring with the enemy by opening the door and allowing destructive thoughts, words, actions, and attitudes to dominate your life.

    However, if you’ll get into agreement with God, if you’ll focus on your possibilities, your faith can cause God to show up and work supernaturally in your life. But it’s up to you. It depends on your outlook. Consider this: you are today what you believed about yourself yesterday. And you will be tomorrow what you believe about yourself right now.

     
  7. Notes: 1780 / 3 weeks ago  from jerseyswaggg (originally from spiritualinspiration)

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  8. Notes: 487 / 3 weeks ago  from spiritualinspiration
    spiritualinspiration: “Keep on asking and it will be given you; keep on seeking and you will find; keep on knocking [reverently] and [the door] will be opened to you” (Matthew 7:7, AMP) What doors are you knocking on today? Are you looking for a door of opportunity to be opened? A door of escape? A door of shelter from the storms of life? God loves persistence. He honors diligence. When you diligently do the will of God, obeying His Word and following His commands, it’s like knocking on the door of His promises. He is faithful, and He will open that door! Maybe you’re already doing all you know to do today—don’t give up! Perseverance will carry you to the promise. Perseverance keeps on asking and keeps on knocking. Perseverance looks away from discouragement and distractions and keeps looking toward God. It has a voice that says things like, “No weapon formed against me shall prosper! I know God is for me! I am more than a conqueror through Jesus!” Today, stay faithful to follow God’s Word, and remember, every step of obedience is another knock on the door of His promises! He will hear you, and He will answer. He will open up doors that no man can shut and lead you into the life of victory He has prepared for you!

    spiritualinspiration:

    “Keep on asking and it will be given you; keep on seeking and you will find; keep on knocking [reverently] and [the door] will be opened to you” (Matthew 7:7, AMP)

    What doors are you knocking on today? Are you looking for a door of opportunity to be opened? A door of escape? A door of shelter from the storms of life?

    God loves persistence. He honors diligence. When you diligently do the will of God, obeying His Word and following His commands, it’s like knocking on the door of His promises. He is faithful, and He will open that door! Maybe you’re already doing all you know to do today—don’t give up! Perseverance will carry you to the promise. Perseverance keeps on asking and keeps on knocking. Perseverance looks away from discouragement and distractions and keeps looking toward God. It has a voice that says things like, “No weapon formed against me shall prosper! I know God is for me! I am more than a conqueror through Jesus!”

    Today, stay faithful to follow God’s Word, and remember, every step of obedience is another knock on the door of His promises! He will hear you, and He will answer. He will open up doors that no man can shut and lead you into the life of victory He has prepared for you!

     
  9. Notes: 750 / 4 weeks ago  from spiritualinspiration
    spiritualinspiration: www.facebook.com/naeemcallaway

    spiritualinspiration:

    www.facebook.com/naeemcallaway

     
  10. Notes: 104082 / 4 weeks ago  from paintedblackskies (originally from mishalmoorebloggyblog)
    mishalmoorebloggyblog: As seen on Facebook. (posted by Homestead Survival) A sweet lesson on patience. A NYC Taxi driver wrote:I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboardbox filled with photos and glassware.‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drivethrough downtown?’‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.Let’s go now’.We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.They must have been expecting her.I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.‘Nothing,’ I said‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

    mishalmoorebloggyblog:

    As seen on Facebook. (posted by Homestead Survival)

    A sweet lesson on patience. 

    A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

    I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

    After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.

    By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

    There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
    box filled with photos and glassware.

    ‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

    She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

    She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’

    ‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drive
    through downtown?’

    ‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..

    ‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.

    I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

    ‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.

    For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

    We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

    Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

    As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.Let’s go now’.
    We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

    Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
    They must have been expecting her.

    I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

    ‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.

    ‘Nothing,’ I said

    ‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.

    ‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.

    Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.

    ‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’

    I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..

    I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

    On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.

    We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

    But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

     
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