Send it to God Saturday
Courtney

The weeks really are flying by. I can't believe it, but it's Saturday again. I survived the week, which was really a challenging one! Ha. But Saturday it is. And that means it's time to send it to God. Please post your prayer requests in the comments section of this post throughout the week and I'll pray for you all as I read through them. I try to come back several times in the week and pray through them again.

This week my prayer request is for me. I'm really do feel as though I am surrounded by spiritual warfare. I'm trying desperately to do the best I can for the Lord, to give myself over to him and allow him to change me, but it just feels as though the harder I try, the more the enemy attacks. It makes sense really, but it isn't easy. So I guess I'm asking for prayers for strength and perseverance, that I'll keep trying. That I won't give in. That I'll allow God to cause a change in my heart, and in my life.

Love to all
Court
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  1. Tia Says:
    May 15, 2010 at 7:50 AM

    As always, praying for you dear friend. My request this week is simple... that you would find time to "have coffee with Jesus" and enjoy the experience. Oh... and that I would have a good time this week even though I am not feeling all that excited about it.


  2. WheresGod Says:
    May 17, 2010 at 8:31 PM

    Oh my word!!! You took words from my heart! I just posted yesterday about the battle within that I'm fighting. You're stronger and closer to success than myself, I think. I'm quite far from God right now. Thank you for your kinds words! Bless you!


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