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Beautiful Duality of Being Human

Just a lil reminder that saving the world was Jesus’s job! You’re not Superman or Wonder Woman. You are beautifully human. Made in the image of God.

Your part is to plant or water, whichever God’s asked or put on your heart. He is in it with you. So give yourself the grace Jesus died to give you…because we ALL need grace. I cannot do everything, neither can you.

The Apostle Paul who wrote 2/3 of the new testament said it this way….

“I was the one who planted the church and Apollos came and cared for it, but it was God who caused it to grow. This means the one who plants is not anybody special, nor the one who waters, for God is the one who brings the supernatural growth.” 1 Corinthians 3:6-7 TPT

There’s this beautiful duality of being human. You were created to do great things. YOU CAN DO great things! BUT! You were also created for partnership with God and community. Meaning you cannot do it all alone. You simply were not designed for it. No one expects a chair to drive down the road, right? Right? Right!!

Ready for a pep talk? Good! Here we goooo… We’re not in this alone. Cast your cares on the One who cares for you. Breathe deep. Give yourself a break! Love yourself right now. Today. Yes. Right now! This very moment! Remember that there is no one in this world like you!! Choose to be kind because pretty much everyone is struggling these days.

Point to ponder while you wander….There’s a reason why Paul opened his letters with exhortation! Life is not easy. Grace and peace be with you! In other words. Give yourself a break. Take a deep breath. Or 12. Ask for help. Pray. Remember we all need grace. That’s why Abba has an unlimited supply.

Musical Monday: All I Did Was Stay Still

The song Defender written by Rita Springer, Steffany Gretzinger and John-Paul Gentile is the song I needed to hear this morning. I needed the reminder that praise and worship are my weapons. They are how I fight.

Click here to hear it sung by Katie Torwalt: DEFENDER Lyrics below.

You go before I know
That You’ve even gone to win my war
You come back with the head of my enemy
You come back and You call it my victory

You go before I know
That You’ve even gone to win my war
Your love becomes my greatest defense
It leads me from the dry wilderness

And all I did was praise
All I did was worship
All I did was bow down
All I did was stay still

Hallelujah, You have saved me
So much better Your way
Hallelujah, Great Defender
So much better this way

You know before I do
Where my heart can seek to find Your truth
Your mercy is the shade I’m living in
You restore my faith and hope again

And all I did was praise
All I did was worship
All I did was bow down
All I did was stay still

Hallelujah, You have saved me
So much better Your way
Hallelujah, Great Defender
So much better this way
Hallelujah, You have saved me
So much better Your way
Hallelujah, Great Defender
So much better this way

And When I thought I lost me
You knew where I left me
You reintroduced me to Your love
You picked up all my pieces
Put me back together
You are the defender of my heart

And when I thought I lost me
You knew where I left me
You reintroduced me to Your love
You picked up all my pieces
Put me back together
You are the defender of my heart
And when I thought I lost me
You knew where I left me
You reintroduced me to Your love
You picked up all my pieces
Put me back together
You are the defender of my heart

Hallelujah, You have saved me
So much better Your way
Hallelujah, Great Defender
So much better this way
Hallelujah, You have saved me
So much better Your way
Hallelujah, Great Defender
So much better this way

All I did was praise
All I did was worship
All I did was bow down
All I could do is stay still

Praise becomes my breakthrough
My song becomes my triumph
Worship is my warfare
My victory is in youHallelujah, You have saved me
So much better Your way
Hallelujah, Great Defender
So much better this way
Hallelujah, You have saved me
So much better Your way
Hallelujah, Great Defender
So much better this way

All I did was praise
All I did was worship
All I did was bow down
All I did was stay still

All I did was stay still

Point to ponder while you wander…when I need to make decisions and I can’t. When I’m feeling over emotional and want to just hide. When my world becomes overwhelming. The only thing that helps me level off is worship. It restores my balance and clears my head. It reminds me who I am, and whose I am. It amplifies the reminder I am not in this alone.

After worship I’m able to go for a walk, talk to a friend, and process rationally. And pray.

Mysteries and Family History: Generation 3, Nana

Hey! Velma here.  If you read last week’s post, you’ll know I’m currently focused on the mystery of my Mitochondrial line. My mom, her mom, and her mom, and her mom, and her mom, and so on and so forth. I was able to map out 11 generations with names and dates, and I want to now fill in as much as I can about each of the women in my line. Today’s all about Nana.

Janice was born in her parents’ home on North Paddock Street in Pontiac, Michigan in the summer of 1936. And she left us at her home on Mary Sue in March of 2016. But there’s so much more to her as a person than where and when she entered and exited.

Think of all the historical events Janice lived through! She was born during the great depression of the 1930’s. Pearl Harbor happened when she was 5 ½ years old. World War II ended when she was 9. She was 75 years old when the towers fell on September 11th. She also lived through the Cold War, Korea, Vietnam, and the more recent Middle Eastern conflicts. Nana had just celebrated her 33rd birthday 4 days before man walked on the moon.

For the sake of curiosity, I tried to determine what I could from records about my Nana. In 1940, Janice was nearly 4 years old, and was living at 172 Pike Street with her family. Her father, like so many during this Great Depression, had been unemployed for 4 weeks at the time that the census was taken.40's

52Because Nana is a recent ancestor, the 1940 census, phone book records placing her residence in Clarkston, and her 1952 high school photo were the only other public records I could find. The 1950 census will not be public until 2022, so this is as far as she can be publicly documented. I could not find her birth record, marriage record, or her death record.

Around the time of her yearbook photo, Janice and her friend Pat started chatting with two young men on a party line. After a time, they arranged to meet them for a date. Pat was set up with a boy named Harvey Nicholson, and Janice with one of his friends. When they finally met up, they ended up switching and Janice and Harvey dated for nearly two years before breaking up for a short time.

Once getting back together, they wasted no time and got married on the 10th of April 1954. They had a small ceremony in the home of a Reverend in Pontiac, Michigan. Once married, Harv and Jan moved into an apartment, then a bought a small house on Drayton Road in Clarkston. In 1961, they moved into their long-term home on Mary Sue Street in Clarkston. Nana told me she moved around a lot as a child, and therefore loathed the idea of ever moving again. She simply could not understand why I kept changing apartments all the time.  I think of her shaking her head at me every time I move.

When Janice was in school, girls were not encouraged to go to college. She was told that girls got married and had children. I remember having conversations about this as I was applying to colleges and thinking how different her teen years were from mine.  As with these times, she quit school at 17, got married, and had 3 baby girls 3 years in a row.  And 5 years later, a son. I am proud to say that as a grandmother of two, she went back and earned her high school diploma in 1977.  Knowing her as I do, I think she would have done well in college.

Nana told me that when she was in high school, she got hired as a roller-skating waitress at a drive-in diner, but that her dad refused to let her work there. She ended up babysitting instead. She also worked at Kresge’s soda fountain as a teen. She was a housewife and a stay at home mom most of her adult life, but she wasn’t the type to just cook and clean, although she did those things.  Nana was an experienced seamstress who made her kids clothes.  She also designed and built her own deck. She could look at any craft type item and say, I can make that.  And she would! During the Cabbage Patch Kids craze she made upwards of $1000 profit on all the tiny doll clothes she sewed. She also worked for a time at the deli counter at Meijer. I don’t think there was anything, Nana couldn’t do once she decided she would.

My Nana is the reason that this mystery solving researcher started working on her family tree. She did all the legwork within the family collect information. She needed me to do online research for her, because she did not like computers or the trust the internet. But Nana did appreciate the information I could find. We’d celebrate our breakthroughs, like finding Thomas Clark’s application for citizenship, the first Clark ancestor to come to America. Things like that. I still get the unction to call her when I solve a mystery, knowing she’d be just as excited as me.

I also miss playing Scrabble with her, even though she usually beat me by a wide margin. She was not the grandma who let kids win. She felt the fun was the playing, not the winning. Seriously. I played Scrabble against her from age 9 and did not win a game until the summer after I turned 19. I only beat her by 2 points, but I was so pumped. I jumped up, ran into the living room, and high fived Papa. Nana shook her head at me and said, “Missy, if this is how you’re going to behave when you win, I won’t play with you anymore.” I can hear her saying it and the look on her face, and it makes me smile. She had amazing skill playing games, and much luck with the lottery, BINGO, and playing the slots. Nana was good with numbers and could always do all the math lightning fast without a calculator.

I miss listening to oldies and dancing with her. She was so fun! At every wedding reception, she would put her fuzzy “bobbie” socks on over her nylons and head to the dance floor. The Twist. The Alligator. The Macarena. Polkas! All the dances.

Point to ponder while you wander…I want to take a minute to say that when you start researching into your family tree, remember that people are complex. They make good and bad decisions just like you do. They have hurts and broken places. They have loved and lost. They rejoiced and grieved. You may not be able to discern this from records, but it is the truth. You also need to consider that they are influenced by the time in which they lived and the prevailing thoughts of the day. Those we love are not perfect. No one is. Remember that.

As fun as our Nana was, she was also stubborn. Fiercely so. We did not always agree, and she could be completely unreasonable and cantankerous. But I always knew she loved and wanted the best for me, even when we did not agree what “best” meant. She would not quit smoking no matter what you told her about how bad it was for her. She just kept smoking those damn unfiltered cigarettes that wreaked havoc on her lungs, and eventually took her from us in 2016.

And yet, the things that stick with me the most, the things I chose to remember are the ones that make me smile, and sometimes cry.  Bike rides. Her walking me around her yard for a tour of all her plants that were in bloom in the spring, and at different times of the summer. Sitting out on the deck she built visiting, dancing, or playing games. The week she spent expertly painting every square inch of my kitchen cabinets and walls before I moved into my first house. And laughing. So much laughter.

Point to ponder while you wander bonus conversation….party lines.

party lineParty Line sounds a bit saucy, but back in the 1950’s phone lines were commonplace.  To the left is an advertisement about them from around that time, explaining how they were less expensive and enabled more people to have a telephone.  With everyone having cell phones now, it seems crazy to think that people had to share a line with 2-4 of their neighbors. I imagine it wasn’t easy to keep things secret if you had a neighborhood gossip with whom you shared a party line.  But without those party lines my mom wouldn’t have been born, and neither would I.

😊XOXO Velma

 

 

 

 

Mysteries and Family History: Mitochondrial Line

Hey Family Historians! Velma here. During the excessive amount of quality time with myself, I have been watching a whole lot of Finding Your Roots on PBS. I love learning new tips and tricks on researching!

One of the most interesting things I’ve learned is about DNA mapping of Mitochondrial DNA. Mitochondria are considered the powerhouse of the cell, and are passed from mother to child through the egg cell. I know…I know…sciency! From that sciency randomness they now understand that I’ve inherited my Mitochondrial DNA from Mom, who inherited it from Nana, who inherited it from Grandma who inherited it from her mother, and so on and so forth.

What I find most fascinating this is that they can use this DNA to map and trace maternal lines back hundreds even even thousands of years back to the area that your people originate! This blew my mind and got me thinking about my maternal chain.

That my friends lead me to…Mom’s Month Mystery!

I started a few days ago mapping out names and dates. Focusing solely on just mom’s mom to her mom and so on. I wasn’t starting from scratch on this hunt, as I had some information back to my great great great great grandmother, Lydia Allard Densmore, “Liddie”. General information of course, as this particular branch hasn’t been focused on quite yet. I was hoping to get a few more generations past Liddie.

For privacy sake, I don’t ever include living persons information online, so I’m skipping over Generations 1 and 2, Me and Mom, and starting with Nana. Here’s the name and date map:

Generation 3 is Janice Ileane Clark. Nana was born in the summer of 1936 at her parents’ home in Pontiac, Michigan. We lost her on March 2016 in her own home in Clarkston, Michigan.

Generation 4 is Lydia Ellen Marie Campbell. Grandma Ellen was born September 24th 1913 in Detroit, Michigan. We lost her on August 28th, 1996 in Bloomfield, Michigan.

Generation 5 is Margery Jean Brander. She was born November 17th 1893 in Detroit, Michigan, and died June 16th 1955 in Pontiac, Michigan.

Generation 6 is Jane Lydia Densmore. Jennie was born on January 18th 1861 in Wayne Michigan. She died January 22th 1930 Detroit, Michigan.

Generation 7 is Lydia Allard. Liddie was born August 15th 1819 in Bartlett, New Hampshire. She died May 10th 1904 Detroit, Michigan.

Generation 8 is Mary Elizabeth Fall. Betsey was born in 1793 in Bartlett, New Hampshire. She died January 1st 1861 in Davenport, Iowa.

Generation 9 is Judith Stanton. She was born in 1759 in Lebanon, Maine, and died May 1st 1841 in Eaton Center, New Hampshire.

Generation 10 is Elizabeth Worcester. Betsey was born Aug 7th 1737 in Berwick, Maine.

Generation 11 is Judith Hall. She was born about 1720 in Maine or Massachusetts.

My point to ponder about all those names and dates while you wander is that….My maternal line has all been born in America since before the United States was born. Eleven generations of women experiencing 255 years of this nation’s history! I certainly wasn’t expecting that! And it’s definitely something I want to explore!

Stay tuned for how my maternal line interacted with US History over the next few months!

XO Velma

Prayer for Medical Warriors

It’s now 4 am, and I’ve been up for a bit in league with Holy Spirit to write out this prayer for the medical warriors. Now it’s your turn my friends. Please pray this prayer in agreement with me, and please comment any medical professional you know, and I will add them to my prayer list as well. Thanks friends! Much love!

Yahweh Rapha, The Lord Who Heals! We glorify Your name! We are grateful that You heal bodies and souls. You are the Lord who pardons iniquities and heals all our diseases. We honor and praise Your Name. We are grateful that You not only created our bodies to fight infection, but that You step in when an infection or injury becomes too much for our body to fight alone. You are a giver of life!

We thank You today for those that You’ve called to operate in mercy and partner with You in healing. Today we join our faith to uplift those who’ve answered the call to work in the health care arena. The medical warriors. Nurses. Doctors. Aides. CNAs. Orderlies. Assistants. Administrators. Techs. We lift them up all up to you today. We thank You that they are gifts to us from You. We thank You for their hearts to care for us and serve the sick, wounded, and vulnerable.

We ask that you grant them Your perfect peace. We declare that that their hearts will not be troubled nor afraid. In every circumstance they will remain calm, and be granted courage and strength in heart and in body. We thank You that no evil will befall them, nor any sickness come hear their homes. As they are caring for those whose bodies are fighting infection, we declare that their immune systems will be strengthened. We join our faith to declare that even though there are tens, hundreds or even thousands that may fall ill around these medical warriors, it will not come near them. They and their families will remain healthy and protected.

We uplift the doctors, therapists, and their teams who work in offices forced to close. We ask for supernatural provision to pay their bills and provide for their families. You are Yahweh Yireh! You are the God who provides. We thank You for providing for these teams while they are unable to work.

We ask Your wisdom be granted to the decision makers of hospitals, nursing homes, clinics, rehab facilities, other medical centers, and pharmacies to make the best possible decisions for every employee and every patient. We thank You that when You grant wisdom it is liberally given without reproach. Thank You Father for leading the leaders.

For the medical warriors on the front lines, we thank You for supernatural strengthening of their bodies. We thank You for true rest when they are sleeping and home with their families. We thank You that You guard their families, and do not allow illness nor stress to follow them home. We ask for supernatural joy to be released, especially when nurses, aides & doctors are tired and on long shifts. As these teams are meeting needs for others, we ask that You provide for their needs. Masks. Gloves. Protective gear. Rest. Encouragement. Snacks. Safe child care. Help at home with cleaning, grocery shopping, or whatever else they may need. You know individual needs and we thank You that you are Yahweh Yireh, the God who provides what we need when we need it.

Jesus, I ask You to tend to those in my life who are medical warriors and I invite Holy Spirit to change the atmosphere of the facilities they work in to one of joy, peace & hope, that they may abound in hope by the power of Holy Spirit. Thank You for loving them more and better than I can.

I lift them and their coworkers to you now, by name.

Amber, Hurley Medical Center, Flint

Cathy, Nurse, Tucson

Christopher, Medic, Milwaukee Fire Dept
Christine, Charlie, Divia & Mackenzie, Valens PT, Alexandria
Donna, Nurse, Dothan
Janelle, Cardiac EP, Loma Linda
Janette, Mike, Patrick and TG, Axis, Crystal City
Nicole, Spectrum, Grand Rapids
Nikki, Pruitt Health, Macon
Pam, Spectrum, Reed City
Tammie, Pharm Tech, Cadillac

Father, I thank You that you not only hear our prayers given in faith, but that you answer them. You are a good, good father, and I am grateful. I ask this all in Jesus’ Name. Amen.

Honored for Her Kindness

When defining love, patience was listed first, then kindness. Kindness isn’t merely being nice, because nice has fear attached. Fear of what people think, fear of upsetting someone, or fear of not being accepted. And there’s no fear in love.

Kindness is also a fruit of the Spirit. So we believers should be known for our kindness. So what does kind mean?

Dictionary defines it as having or showing a friendly, generous, and considerate nature.

In I Corinthians 13…it’s a verb meaning to show one’s self useful, act benevolently.

In Galatians 5…it’s a noun meaning gentleness, excellence in character or demeanor.

In Matthew 26…it’s shown as good deed, worthy act, honest endeavor.

I personally define kindness as: a conscious decision to act towards another person in a way than reflects your belief that person has value.

Kindness is not weakness. It comes from a position of strength with no expectation of anything in return. Choosing to honor someone’s value.

In Matthew 26, Jesus is at dinner, when a woman arrives with a jar of oil. Beginning with verse 6 (TPT):

Then Jesus went to Bethany, to the home of Simon, a man Jesus had healed of leprosy. A woman came into the house, holding an alabaster flask filled with fragrant and expensive oil. She walked right up to Jesus, and in a lavish gesture of devotion, she poured out the costly oil, and it cascaded over his head as he was at the table.

When the disciples saw this, they were offended. ‘What a total waste!’ they grumbled.’We could have sold it for a great deal of money and given it to the poor.’

Jesus knew their thoughts and said to them, ‘Why are you critical of this woman? She has done a beautiful act of kindness for me. You will always have someone poor whom you can help, but you will not always have me. When she poured the fragrant oil over me, she was preparing my body for burial. I promise you that as this wonderful gospel spreads all over the world, the story of her lavish devotion to me will also be mentioned in memory of her.’”

The disciples heaped shame on this woman. They saw her as wasteful. Jesus saw her heart, her kindness. She sacrificed all she had in the world, financially, to honor Him.

Jesus called them out for this bullying.

He respected her boldness and her choice to sacrifice all she had to honor Him, calling it a kindness. To this day, 2000 years later, her act of kindness is still remembered.

Point to ponder while you wander…. Be deliberate in your kindness in the lives of those in your world. Look for ways to be kind.

A sincere compliment or a word of encouragement may change their perspective and direction.

Acknowledging someone’s efforts with a thank you, shows someone they are seen and valued.

Kindness is a choice. It comes from a position of strength with no expectation of anything in return. The effect of your kindness, like this woman’s, may ripple for thousands of years.

How to Wield Power

For He is the living God and He endures forever; His kingdom will not be destroyed, His dominion will never end. He rescues and He saves; He performs signs and wonders in the heavens and on the earth.” Daniel 6:26-27 NIV

God is the ultimate power, and yet He choses not to dominate, micromanage, nor enslave. Instead He rescues, sets people free, and partners with us. His Son left paradise to give life, to serve, and to love. That is leadership and how power should be weilded.

Point to ponder while you wander…Are you a leader? Do you want to be one?

Grow people. Entrust people. Serve people. Because leadership is not about you, it’s about the people you lead.

Flowers Fade

This is what my neighborhood looks like right now! Blooms everywhere! I loooove spring!

But if you look closely, you see these beauties are beginning to fade.

These fading tulips inspired me to appreciate the remaining blooms that much more. To take more time walking around my neighborhood enjoying every single flower.

Inspired me to be grateful for my sight.

Inspired me to thank the One who created this buffet for the eyes. The smorgasbord of colors and textures. The sheer variety of spring blooms.

If spring in Virginia can look like a fairyland….what does spring in His Kingdom look like?

Point to ponder while you wander….
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.” Isaiah 40:8 ESV

Crocus of Joy

As I was walking in the warm sunshine (woohoo) on my way home from work, I came across these beauties.

And my first thought after….Ahhh! YAY! Crocuses!….was crocus of joy. I always associate crocuses with rejoicing because of the beginning of Isaiah 35…

The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.

The crocuses reminded me to choose joy today. So I’m spreading their message.

Point to ponder while you wander…

Joy is a choice.

“I am still determined to be cheerful and happy, in whatever situation I may be; for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.” Martha Washington

Mulling vs Resisting

I was reading Matthew this week and God showed me a few things about temptation I never noticed before.

Here’s the text I was reading…

“After fasting forty days and forty nights, he was hungry. The tempter came to him and said, “If you are the Son of God, tell these stones to become bread.” Matthew 4:2-3 NIV

What happens when you’re tired or hungry? Isn’t that when we’re tempted to be rash? Tempted to eat things we shouldn’t? Say things we shouldn’t? Give in?

Now imagine 40 days and nights only drinking water. Zero food.

And the tempter comes and says…”We both know who you really are. We both know you have Holy Spirit’s enabling power. You can turn those rocks into fresh baked bread just by speaking to them. Hot bread with some yummy melted butter.”

Would you take a minute to consider it? Would you picture fresh bread? Melty butter? Mmm.

If you just pictured this bread or took a minute to consider the option, you just missed your way out (I Corinthians 10:13) and your opportunity to resist (James 4:7).

Jesus didn’t even hesitate. He didn’t ponder. He didn’t give a millimeter to the enemy, let alone a whole inch.

Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.” Matthew 4:4

Right after, Jesus resists by speaking the word, the tempter comes right back.

Then the devil took him to the holy city and had him stand on the highest point of the temple. “If you are the Son of God,” he said, “throw yourself down. For it is written: “‘He will command his angels concerning you, and they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.'” Matthew 4:5-6 NIV

Again Jesus doesn’t even mull it over or debate the accuracy of the statement the devil made. He doesn’t puff up His chest, and try to prove who He is. He calls out the twisting of the scripture just by speaking the truth of the word.

Jesus answered him, “It is also written: ‘Do not put the Lord your God to the test.’” Matthew 4:7 NIV

A 3rd time the tempter comes back at Jesus-

Again, the devil took Him to a very high mountain and showed Him all the kingdoms of the world and their splendor. “All this I will give you,” he said, “if you will bow down and worship me.”” Matthew 4:8-9 NIV

Technically Satan had authority over all the kingdoms of the world at that time. It was his to give, because Adam and Eve abdicated their authority, handing it over to Satan.

Now don’t forget…Jesus is tired. He has not eaten in over a month. Not even kale or cauliflower rice. Nada. Nothing. Zip.

Jesus knows that He’s here to get back the authority the previous Adam gave up. He knows He’s here to sacrifice Himself for us. He was being offered the authority He came to reclaim (what He came here for) all He had to do was bow His knee.

I shudder to think what would have happened if Jesus would have mulled that over…or worse caved and bowed His knee. 😲 But He didn’t.

Jesus did not even entertain the thought for a second…

Jesus said to him, “Away from me, Satan! For it is written: ‘Worship the Lord your God, and serve Him only.’” Then the devil left Him, and angels came and attended Him.” Matthew 4:10-11 NIV

How many times do we find ourselves mulling over the temptation? Allowing ourselves to be swayed.

Remember Jesus was fully man on earth who was empowered by Holy Spirit, the same as us. If He can resist temptation, so can we. If we follow His lead.

1. Don’t mull it over or consider the temptation. Resist the temptation immediately. Walk away.

2. Speak the Word. Don’t allow the enemy twist scripture, and use it against you. Call out the lie and speak the truth from the word.

3. Yes, you can resist!

Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” James 4:7 NIV

Encouragement to ponder while you wander….

1. Jesus understands. He isn’t judging you…He wants to help you resist!For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are —yet he did not sin. Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.” Hebrews 4:15-16

2. Remember you’re not the only one and you’re not alone. These things happened to them as examples and were written down as warnings for us, on whom the culmination of the ages has come. So, if you think you are standing firm, be careful that you don’t fall! No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it.” 1 Corinthians 10:11-13 NIV

3. You can overcome! You are loved!No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers,neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:37-39 NIV