Nothing is quite so upsetting, well, I guess there might be some things, to a writer than not being connected to the internet. Happened again this morning. Ran the diagnostics. Said I wasn’t hooked up to the Brevard Library WiFi. Why would I want to be? You ask.
I know the Power Source of the universe, and because of Jesus and Easter, I can call upon Him any time, any place, 24/7. I don’t need to be in a church building. I don’t need to be formally praying. He sent His Holy Spirit, the Comforter on Pentecost so I can know Him, trust Him, worship Him, and ask for guidance, assurance, direction, and indeed, comfort.
Ephesians 17:19 says: “I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge–that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.”
This “internet” connection never fails. I’ve known God’s telephone number a very long time. Jeremiah 33:3 says
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