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Thoughts of 7 precious shooting stars, bring back an evening that still holds immense value.  It's amazing when you choose to praise, what all can happen.  Your world might be falling into a million little shattered pieces because of horrible news, but God is still there.  You might be worn down from fear pressing in on every side, but God is still there.  Your heart might ache from pain long pushed aside, but God is still there.  You might be weary from the journey, struggling to keep your footing, but God is still there.  You might be numb to feeling, to tears, to even feeling God, but He is still there.  Maybe it's when those things occur: no feeling, no tears, questioning if God is there, maybe that's when the most precious trust is built between Abba and his Children.  Maybe it's His love coming through in a different way, He's only asking if we'll accept the new thing that He Himself trusts us with.  He WILL walk with us.  He promised. 

But now thus says the Lord,
He who created you, O Jacob,
    He who formed you, O Israel:
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
    I have called you by name, you are mine.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
    and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you;
when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
    and the flame shall not consume you.
For I am the Lord your God,
    the Holy One of Israel, your Savior.
I give Egypt as your ransom,
    Cush and Seba in exchange for you.
Because you are precious in my eyes,
    and honored, and I love you,

I give men in return for you,
    peoples in exchange for your life.
 Isaiah 43: 1-4



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