God’s comfort flows from mercy, not merit, meeting His people at their lowest rather than waiting for improvement.
God’s comfort flows from mercy, not merit, meeting His people at their lowest rather than waiting for improvement.
In complete innocence, we can say or do something that turns into tragedy—and it breaks our hearts.
God’s peace isn’t like the world’s—it fills the heart, quiets the noise, and steadies us through every storm when we rest in Him.
When I’m alone—God is my comfort.
When I’m nothing—God is my everything.
When I’m weak—God is my strength.
He is always with us.
A cloth can soothe, a blanket can comfort — but the Holy Spirit is our unfailing Comforter, always present, never lost, forever near.
Un paño puede calmar, una manta puede confortar, pero el Espíritu Santo es nuestro Consolador infalible, siempre presente, nunca perdido, siempre cerca.
In the midst of trials, how easy it is to feel alone. Sometimes we feel alone when surrounded by people, other times we truly are alone… Or are we?
The consolation of Israel? A tiny baby that the prophet Simeon held, God Himself, in the flesh, come to take away our shame and us home.
We have a foundational force: God’s sweet Spirit. We must let this sink deep into our spirits, for once it is there, nothing can remove it!
Dragging along a bit of extra weight? Weight you could be handing over to the Lord to carry? Remember: The Lord blesses you and keeps you…