This is a special weekend for me and maybe the most important for my special relationship with God because I lost my mom this week.
Maybe go to the bottom and start the song as you read.
Jesus however has her somewhere either eating chocolate, looking for the weeds in His Garden or watching over her family. Friday My dad and I went to view her and I was actually astounded and how normal she looked she died in her sleep and that is just how she looked like she was sleeping it was beautiful and heart wrenching at the same time. I was so blessed to have my Pastor with me through it. What came into my heart for this weekend is the following HE GAVE ME....
Beauty for ashes
The Oil of Joy for mourning
The Garment of Praise
for the
Spirit of Heaviness
Isaiah 61
New Living Translation (NLT)
Good News for the Oppressed
61 The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me,
for the Lord has anointed me
to bring good news to the poor.
He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted
and to proclaim that captives will be released
and prisoners will be freed.[a]
2 He has sent me to tell those who mourn
that the time of the Lord’s favor has come,[b]
and with it, the day of God’s anger against their enemies.
3 To all who mourn in Israel,[c]
he will give a crown of beauty for ashes,
a joyous blessing instead of mourning,
festive praise instead of despair.
In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks
that the Lord has planted for his own glory.
for the Lord has anointed me
to bring good news to the poor.
He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted
and to proclaim that captives will be released
and prisoners will be freed.[a]
2 He has sent me to tell those who mourn
that the time of the Lord’s favor has come,[b]
and with it, the day of God’s anger against their enemies.
3 To all who mourn in Israel,[c]
he will give a crown of beauty for ashes,
a joyous blessing instead of mourning,
festive praise instead of despair.
In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks
that the Lord has planted for his own glory.
Even when things are sad or hard even when things seem totally out of control, Jesus is there and the Holy Spirit pours oil into my wounds.
The Garment of Praise by Michael L. Picket and friends
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