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not to serve in the most number of ministries. not to be counted as the best leader, nor to have the most number of followers. It is to walk in revelation that I am His, and He is mine. First a christian, before a leader. First a child, before a servant.
What a powerful quote! Grace is the power of God that empowers us to go beyond our own ability, enabling us to do His will! And His grace is more than sufficient for us. Each time He said, My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness. So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. As of tomorrow, Grace. And I would have been married for an entire year! I am so .
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