{"id":419,"date":"2012-07-13T16:00:35","date_gmt":"2012-07-13T21:00:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wordsfromthehomefront.com\/?p=419"},"modified":"2016-09-10T16:02:01","modified_gmt":"2016-09-10T21:02:01","slug":"five-minute-friday-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordsfromthehomefront.com\/index.php\/2012\/07\/13\/five-minute-friday-story\/","title":{"rendered":"Five Minute Friday: Story"},"content":{"rendered":"
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We all have a story. To tell or not to tell. To me a story is like a road- there are bumpy ones- all the time. There are some that are smooth except for that crater you just crawled out of. Then there are those that climb that steep hill and level off. And then there are those that go straight up the mountainside and then seem to go straight back down into the valley.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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When those seemingly insurmountable things happen in our stories we can get stuck- in fear and dread of the next big thing in our lives.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Most of us would like to enjoy the scenery of our story instead of clinging on for dear life, holding our breath in expectation of the next mountain, bump, crater or hill around the bend. When we just wait for “it” our story gets stuck in the groove, rut, scratch like a recording- you know, those old black vinyl things music is on, and your parents have tons of them?<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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God did not intend for us to get stuck on “over and over and over again”; those bumps, craters and mountains in our lives serve a purpose. They are the story of our lives. If we succumb to the fear and dread, our story ceases to be the story of the victory of God’s Glory in us, but the story of one saved-just barely- a little singed around the edges.\u00a0 Trusting when holding on by bloodied-fingernails is a challenge, but I am proof it can be done.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My story is unique as is yours, let your voice be heard. Arm yourself with the whole armor of God, step out into the unknown and enjoy the ride- He will make the telling of your story worth every minute.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Ding.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will direct your paths. Proverbs 3:6<\/em><\/strong><\/span>\u00a0<\/em>\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Give thanks to the\u00a0Lord<\/span>, for he is good;<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>his love endures forever.<\/span><\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Let the redeemed of the\u00a0Lord<\/span>\u00a0tell their story<\/span>\u2014<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>those he redeemed from the hand of the foe,\u00a0<\/span><\/span>those he gathered from the lands,<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>\u00a0from east and west, from north and south.<\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Some wandered in desert wastelands,<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>finding no way to a city where they could settle.<\/span><\/span>\u00a0They were hungry and thirsty,\u00a0<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>and their lives ebbed away.\u00a0<\/span><\/span>Then they cried out to the\u00a0Lord<\/span>\u00a0in their trouble,<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>and he delivered them from their distress.\u00a0<\/span><\/span>He led them by a straight way\u00a0<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>to a city where they could settle.<\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Let them give thanks to the\u00a0Lord<\/span>\u00a0for his unfailing love\u00a0<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>and his wonderful deeds for mankind,<\/span><\/span>\u00a0for he satisfies the thirsty<\/span><\/em><\/strong>\u00a0<\/span><\/em><\/strong>\u00a0and fills the hungry with good things. Psalm 107:1-9<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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