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OUR KNEES

OUR KNEES


My mind has been on "KNEES" the last few days…

Did you know that the word kneel is in the Bible 22 times?  

There is just something about getting on our knees to pray… No, I am not saying that you have to only pray on your knees because Lord knows I have trouble getting up and down at times, but there is a special reverence there.  


 

6 O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the LORD our maker.
11 For it is written, As I live, saith the Lord, every knee shall bow to me, and every tongue shall confess to God.
9 Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name:
10 That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth;
11 And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

LIKE I SAID...I'm not saying the only way to pray is on your knees..

But I am saying..Don't ever let your praying knees get lazy.  There are times that those KNEES are useful...


I love the song below..It is sung by MercyMe..

The song is "I can Only Imagine"  

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel
Will I dance for you, Jesus
Or in awe of You be still
Will I stand in your presence
Or to my knees will I fall
Will I sing hallelujah
Will I be able to speak at all
I can only imagine
I can only imagine…

Can you ONLY IMAGINE?  

Have you ever just sat down and thought about that glorious day? 

What a time that will be.  I can not begin to even think of what 
I would be doing at that point....I think the excitement will just overtake me.  To actually be in the presence of Almighty God..

THANK YOU, DEAR LORD JESUS…
It will be wonderful when we see your face…

      

Won't it be a sweet sweet day.. 😊 

I hope you have a wonderful day, my friends..Thank you Lord that some days I am able to still get down on  MY KNEES and THANK YOU for all you have given me.

I am so BLESSED and I am SO THANKFUL..


BE BLESSED.. 

Lisa.

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