gracious Lord
Grᴀᴄɪᴏᴜs Lᴏʀᴅ~𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 & 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 2020 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢.
~𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘎𝘰𝘥, 𝘪𝘧 𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵? 𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘵.
~𝘠𝘦𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘺.
~𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳.
~𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴.~𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥; 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭, 𝘸𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 & 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳.
~𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥.
~𝘚𝘰, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘸𝘦, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳.
~𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥.
~𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮-𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘎𝘰𝘥.
~𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴, Aᴍᴇɴ & Aᴍᴇɴ.
“But the wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, open to reason, full of mercy and good fruits, impartial and sincere. And a harvest of righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace.” James 3:17-18
