I Want to Hold Your Hand

Isaiah 41:13 13 For I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, do not fear. I will help you. The Beatles, in 1963, wrote what became a top hit a song call “I Want to Hold Your Hand”.  What is...

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Sinner, Not ME!

The sad thing is that many of us come to Christ because we are sinners, and then spend the rest of our lives trying to prove that we are not! We try to hide who we really are. Book. Changes that heal. I find this statement to be...

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Face The Facts | Just a Thought by Rich LeBrun

Face The Facts

Romans 4:19-21 19 Without weakening in his faith, he faced the fact that his body was as good as dead—since he was about a hundred years old—and that Sarah’s womb was also dead. 20 Yet he did not waver through unbelief...

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Cease Fire | Just a Thought by Rich LeBrun

Cease Fire

Cease fire is when all parties agree that for a period of time, they will lay down their weapons in order to give time to consider other options or pay respect to a belief or religion  Can you picture that moment? For days...

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Bad Trade | Just a Thought by Rich LeBrun

Bad trade

Psalms 106:20 20 They exchanged their glorious God     for an image of a bull, which eats grass. Does anyone else think that this was a bad trade, that this sounds so absurd that anyone would make a deal like this? An image...

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Its his plan | Just a Thought by Rich LeBrun

It’s His Plan

Deuteronomy 9:5 (NIV) 5 It is not because of your righteousness or your integrity that you are going in to take possession of their land; but on account of the wickedness of these nations, the Lord your God will drive them...

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Arrogance | Just a Thought by Rich LeBrun

Arrogance

It’s amazing to think how arrogant we are. How do I say this? When is the last time you gave thanks for the mere fact that the sun came up or the sky is blue?  When was the last time you took inventory of the number of toes or...

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