I love my parents.
They are the best.
I’m so thankful for godly counselors, encouragers, and prayer warriors.
These are some of the things they encouraged me with today:
…do not be anxious about tomorrow,
for tomorrow will be anxious for itself.
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge Him,
and He will make straight your paths.
“As a father shows compassion to his children,
so the LORD shows compassion to those who fear Him.”
and then this was my favorite from my dad:
So Moses said to Joshua, “Choose for us men, and go out and fight with Amalek.
Tomorrow I will stand on the top of the hill with the staff of God in my hand.”
So Joshua did as Moses told him, and fought with Amalek, while
Moses, Aaron, and Hur went up to the top of the hill.
Whenever Moses held up his hand, Israel prevailed,
and whenever he lowered his hand, Amalek prevailed.
But Moses’ hands grew weary,
so they took a stone and put it under him, and he sat on it,
while Aaron and Hur held up his hands, one on one side, and the other on the other side.
So his hands were steady until the going down of the sun.
And Joshua overwhelmed Amalek and his people with the sword.
What does that have to do with anything??, you ask.
Well, my hands have grown so weary.
I feel like I can not possibly hold them up anymore.
I need a stone to sit on.
And my daddy said he will hold up my hands.
Praise the Lord.