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For some reason, I like Isaiah 49:16.

"See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me."

I like it because it shows God as personal and sort of human. It shows us a God who has interest in the work of our hands (Jerusalem walls). Why would we engraven something on God's palms? Is God made of stone? We like to make Gods out of stone. We find God in the things we make, completing the circle that makes God one of us.

So, what about you? I'm interested to see what your fav is.

Thanks,

Zee.

Note this verse is also in the Book of Mormon. Joseph Smith (or Rigdon, or Spaulding, or someone) must have also liked it enough to stick it in there!

Why do I only get to choose one, huh?

Isaiah 40:31

But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.

Thanks Jersey Girl! It's been a long time since you've been the first to reply to one of my posts. I would love to see why you like that verse. :)

Breaking the thread rules over here. :-)

John 14:18

I will not leave you comfortless. I will come to you.

Matthew 19:24
King James Version (KJV)

24 And again I say unto you, It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God.

Actually, that's not my favorite scripture, but it seemed apt, based on another thread.

My current favorite scripture is:

Psalm 23:4
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
King James Version (KJV)


1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

zeezrom wrote:Thanks Jersey Girl! It's been a long time since you've been the first to reply to one of my posts. I would love to see why you like that verse. :)

Sure, zee, so long as you don't try to convert me again. :-)

I was 81/2 months pregnant and my mother was dying in the hospital. I had been encouraged for perhaps a month by doctors to stop life support even though for most of that time, my mother was fully conscious and responsive. There came a time when she lapsed into a coma.

Eventually, I made the decision to remove life support. I was the only person who could make that decision on her behalf and I assure you that I didn't make it easily and only made it after speaking to her doctor out of state and her pastor who had been my childhood pastor. After reflecting on this for about another week, I decided that it was the right thing to do.

The day before, I brought my then 4 year old daughter in to visit her. My daughter didn't know that my mother was comatose and didn't know anything was different.

The morning I was planning to go to tell the doctor, I procrastinated and prayed for a sign that I was doing the right thing, as we human beings often do. I finally left for the hospital and when I walked onto the ICU, the nurse told me not to come in because my mother was having a grand mal seizure and she didn't want me to see it. The hospital staff was always concerned about my being close to term in the pregnancy, I really don't know why. I suppose they thought I would freak out and go into labor prematurely.

I ignored the nurse's instructions and went in anyway. There I saw my mother's tiny body flailing about with tubes, etc, coming out of her and I felt fully convinced that I was about to do the right thing.

The nurse called the doctor who was no in the hospital and we did the orders over the phone on speaker so that there were witnesses. My husband told me that he would stay with Ma while they removed the tubes. (Yet another person who was trying to spare me!) I went to the hospital chapel down the hall way.

I took a seat in the small chapel and just prayed. Then I looked over at a huge Bible on a stand. I went to it and saw that it was opened to Isaiah. I sort of mindlessly read the verses until I got to Isaiah 40:31 and as they say, it "spoke" to me at just that time and so I read it over and over again.

My husband came to get me and took me back to my mother. When I walked into the room, her heart stopped.

My husband returned to Europe where he was stationed on a 1 year remote when the baby was 9 days old. I did alright for a while and then, I eventually started to cave in. I didn't know I was suffering from depression. I was diagnosed with post partum and situational depression. Not put on meds due to nursing the baby.

That verse became my mainstay and my comfort while single parenting a 4 year old and newborn and suffering from depression.

And it still is when things get rough in my life.

:-)

Psalm 63 (New American Bible)

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O God, you are my God-- for you I long! For you my body yearns; for you my soul thirsts, Like a land parched, lifeless, and without water.

John 6

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Jesus said to them, "I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me will never hunger, and whoever believes in me will never thirst."

Jersey Girl,

Thank you very much for sharing!