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The Seven C’s of Character


7 C's

Very well said. But I would have to add an 8th “C”. This “C” would be necessary as the foundation on which to build the above list. Without a strong foundation, the walls cannot stand. Without the last “C”, none of the others could be prevail. The final “C” of course, is Christ Jesus.

Praying that as we go through each day of our lives, the character of our hearts is reflecting the heart of Jesus. Amen.

 

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Thank You For Your Prayers!


I just wanted to give a quick update, and a VERY BIG THANK YOU for all your prayers!

I just received word, my son is out of surgery and in ICU. He is doing well!!!

He was born with Aortic Stenosis, a defective heart valve. They have waited for years for technology to improve in replacing these valves. He now has a mechanical valve which should last a lifetime, and without further surgeries.

I am a very thankful mother this morning! God blessed me with three beautiful sons. My oldest went Home and walks with Jesus. My youngest went Home for a visit, but was returned to us. Now my second son has a new heart. And I pray it will always be filled with a love for Jesus!

With all my heart, I thank you all so much for your prayers! I know God hears, and answers. He has surrounded with caring and kind hearts that have lifted me up and encouraged me with hope! He gives me courage to face the storms, and strength to go through them. Thank You Jesus! – Amber

Words


Words

 

“Let no foul or polluting language, nor evil word nor unwholesome or worthless talk [ever] come out of your mouth, but only such [speech] as is good and beneficial to the spiritual progress of others, as is fitting to the need and the occasion, that it may be a blessing and give grace (God’s favor) to those who hear it.” (Ephesians 4:29 AMP)

Last night, an elderly woman that I admire and adore came over to me at church and prayed with me. Afterward, she hugged me and told me that I was special and that she really appreciated me and my friendship. I can’t even describe how wonderful hearing that made me feel inside! Her words caught me off guard and I didn’t know what to say, except a heart felt “thank you”. This woman’s words, though simply spoken, did so much more than just make me feel good. Her gesture also showed me just what it means to reach out to others and love them. She showed me a living example of how just a few words can say so much and do so much good in lifting up a person’s spirit. She and her daughter-in-law have been wonderful mentors to me, even if they don’t know it, and have given me great examples of what it means to be a virtuous woman. Not only in their words, but in their lifestyle as well. I greatly respect and admire both of these women, and feel very privileged and blessed to know them. And I pray that in the days to come, I will learn to follow in their footsteps with the examples they have given in living out a godly life, being helpful and edifying to others as Jesus taught.

I am not what would be considered a qualified speaker by most standards, although I can talk with the best of them. But the impact my friend’s words had in my heart last night is the kind of impact I want to share with others. I think this would fall into the category of “random acts of kindness”, and that is something the world definitely needs more of.

So, I pray today that each person that reads this will receive a blessing of kind, loving and sincere words from someone, whether it is from a friend or stranger, and that it will stir up and inspire their heart to do the same with someone else. Let our hearts be led by The Holy Spirit, and our lips always ready with His truth and love. Amen and God bless!


This post by Martha Shaw speaks to my inner heart, reminding me that God wants to heal us inside and out. But we must be humble enough to let Him. Great post Martha!

Martha L Shaw - Poet, Writer, Artist

When I was a little girl, I liked to play in my backyard and since I had a play house and a sandbox, the neighborhood kids liked to play in my yard also.  It was a nice yard, but small and with a host of small kids running and playing, there were always skinned knees.  I can remember Mom putting a bandage on it and for a time it seemed great.  Afterall, it was ugly and having covered it with a bandage, I didn’t have to look at it.  The bandage also kept me from “making it worse” and so it didn’t hurt so much anymore.  Eventually Mom would, some time later, insist on peeling off the bandage so it could get a breath of air and fully heal.  I didn’t like that.  I preferred to avoid that part.  I didn’t want to deal with it.  Removing the bandage hurt…

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