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Prayer

Over the last couple of months, I've had a strong sense that God is calling us to a renewed time of intense prayer. I've seen several things happen in our society in general, and in certain families in particular, that have confirmed the fact that Satan is increasing his activity.

It's time to pray! Intercede for our country, intercede for our church families, intercede for your children--cry out to God!

The good news is that God is in control. Let's turn to him today.

Comments

Mingo said…
Hello Brother,

I believe you are correct. Now is the time to seek the Lord, while He may be found! We depend too much on our own abilities and not on what God can do. Therefore, we neglect to ask, seek, and knock. Please pray for me as I search for land on I-30. We want to build a church there. It is strategically important in what God has planned for us. His plan is to cover Texarkana with the knowledge of His glory! God bless you and look forward to reading more of what Jesus lays on your heart.


Sincerely,

Domingo
Jehu Hernandez said…
It's hard to believe how easily we fall back on our own abilities when we should know better. May God have mercy on us and give us a spirit of prayer!

I'll be praying for you, Mingo.

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