Monday, 12 April 2010


Father, with my whole heart I want to have a heart like Paul and Silas had.... to be able to sing to You, regardless of what I am going through... Dis vir my nog by tye te moeilik Here.  Ek wil eerder op 'n hopie lê en huil.... but it is truly the desire of my heart to be able to keeeeep my focus on You.

So that I can sing of Your love forever.

Of my broken spirit
Of my weak flesh
Of my circumstances
Of my anger
Of my hurt
Of my destiny

The crowd joined in the attack against Paul and Silas, and the magistrates ordered them to be stripped and beaten. After they had been severely flogged, they were thrown into prison, and the jailer was commanded to guard them carefully. Upon receiving such orders, he put them in the inner cell and fastened their feet in the stocks.

About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them. Suddenly there was such a violent earthquake that the foundations of the prison were shaken. At once all the prison doors flew open, and everybody's chains came loose.
Acts 16: 22-26

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