The Most Beautiful Love Story Ever…
Good morning beautiful people, good morning. God’s love for his people is amazing. I don’t try to convince anybody of anything. I just tell people and pray that they would believe how much God loves them. Once they experience his love for themselves, then nothing can convince them otherwise. When you know what you know what you know, no one can take that away from you.
I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. (Ephesians 3:16-19)
Father, may your beautiful people know how much they are loved today. Your agape love is more than what the human mind can comprehend, at times. When a person experiences your love and continually walks in it each and every day, knowing that you are the good Father, it changes life.
Father, thank you for bringing beauty out of ashes. Father, thank you for making all things beautiful in your time. Thank you for the life you have given each and every one of us.
Together, all across this globe today, we join our faith for all people in which you created. Mankind was made in your image. May the people know how beautiful they truly are. No one has to compare themselves to anyone, just be who you created them to be-unique.
Father, lifter of heads, we speak peace to troubled minds and hearts today. Your Word says weeping may last for a night, but joy comes in the morning. (Psalm 30:5) Morning has arrived and we will enjoy the day we have been given.
All across this globe today, may the love of Christ abound.
Have a blessed day beautiful people. You are God’s beautiful people. Believe it and enjoy your day.
Ashes No More by: Angel L. Murchison
Jesus, Lover of My Soul, Creator of my image, Lifter of my head
My name is Beautiful.
Woman, pure holy undefiled. Sanctified, set apart, Journeying with Jesus.
A path narrow and straight, Ashes no more.
Trusting her master-her maker, The lover of her soul.
Skipping on the journey with childlike faith, Believing her Father knows what’s best.
The morning dew, the night’s crisp air, Reminds her of the kisses from above.
Jesus, the ultimate man, The lover of her soul.
Beautiful, a receiver of His glory, Ashes No More.
