Your Best Weapon Against Satan

Come, sit, and enjoy a cup of tea or coffee in the comfort of the Lord:  "Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking be put away from you, with all malice."  Ephesians  4:31

Satan has no recourse to your personal testimony. So your best weapon against his attacks is a good memory!

Don’t forget a single one of God’s blessings. He forgives your sins—every one.  He heals your diseases—every one. He redeems you from hell—and saves your life. He crowns you with love and mercy—a paradise crown. He renews your youth—you’re always young in his presence. Create a trophy room in your heart, place a memory on the shelf. Before you face a challenge, take a quick tour of God’s accomplishments. Look at all the paychecks he’s provided, all the blessings he’s given, all the prayers he’s answered.

Imitate the shepherd boy David. Before he fought Goliath, the giant, he remembered how God had helped him kill a lion and a bear. Face your future by recalling God’s victories!

From God is With You Every Day

A Prayer As I Grow Older

Come, sit, and enjoy a cup of tea or coffee in the comfort of the Lord:  "Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking be put away from you, with all malice."  Ephesians  4:31

     O Lord, Thou knowest I am growing older!  I realize it also.  Keep me from closing my eyes to the fact.  Keep me from becoming a pest, a self-appointed sage with the fatal habit of thinking I must say something on every subject and on every occasion.  Keep me from the temptation of trying to straighten out everybody's affairs.  Make me thoughtful - but not moody, helpful but not bossy.  With my vast store of wisdom it seems a pity not to use it all - but Lord, Thou knowest I don't want to lose all my friends by boring them with the past.

     Keep my mind free from the recital and repetition of past experiences and endless details.  Seal my lips about my rheumatism and gout.  My aches and pains are unceasing and rehearsing them is becoming sweeter day by day.  I do not ask for improved memory, but for less cocksureness about the memory of others.  Teach me to admit that sometimes I am mistaken.  Keep me reasonably sweet; I do not care to be a saint (some of them are so hard to get along with).  Make me sweeter and mellower as my age progresses.  Let me never grow old, only older.  May it be said of me,  "Though our outward man perish, the inward man is renewed day by day"  (2 Corinthians  4:16)

                                        "A sour old person is the crowning work of the devil."

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