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his weeks’ word is not in my everyday speech very often. But a part of the word is in my language – and I imagine as well with my readers.
I might not be able to make it through this.
I might not be good enough.
My baby might be getting sick.
I might get in an accident
My baby might not be gaining enough weight.
He might leave me.
She might not be my friend.
I might fail.
I might get cancer.
I might not be a good mom.
When we get these things going in our minds of what might happen, we need remember first,
Finally, brothers and sisters,
whatever is true,
whatever is noble,
whatever is right,
whatever is pure,
whatever is lovely,
whatever is admirable—
if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—
think about such things
(Note how the word might is never used in this verse!)
So what do we do with the “mights” in our lives? We can turn to our Mighty God, who is mighty in power, who knows all and loves us beyond measure and wants the best for us and our loved ones — the Mighty One who does not have might as part of His vocabulary — who has been faithful generation after generation and we can repeat His mighty acts and things He has done for us from generations behind us to generations before us.
Might we get might out of our vocabulary and trust this Mighty Rock, because of His great power and mighty strength?
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My salvation and my honor depend on God;
He is my Mighty Rock, my Refuge.
Who is like you, Lord God Almighty?
You, Lord, are mighty, and your faithfulness surrounds you.
The Lord’s right hand is lifted high;
the Lord’s right hand has done mighty things!”
Great is our Lord and mighty in power; His understanding has no limit.
One generation commends your works to another; they tell of your mighty acts.
Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens:
Who created all these?
He who brings out the starry host one by one
and calls forth each of them by name.
Because of His great power and mighty strength,
not one of them is missing.
For to us a Child is born,
to us a Son is given,
and the government will be on His shoulders.
And He will be called
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
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