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And this peace will control the way you think and feel.

I prayed for peace a countless times last year. This year for a countless times I give thanks for the peace that's settling in my heart. It feels amazing, I feel safe and taken care of. Troubles come my way, I react towards them as a normal human being: I loose it, I get frustrated, I even cry sometimes. As I do so, in the midst I feel comfort. Strange! I know, exactly what my mind conceives when there's trouble or a problem, but my heart though, my heart feels calm and safety ... like one that's assured of goodness on the way. Like one that's seen the delivery of greatness while the rest is yet to be surprised. By the rest that then is my mind and eyes. I have noticed my heart tends to be a great leader as I've experienced my mind gives In to rest as it slowly begin to shift away the focus from pain and trouble trusting the great feeling on the chest. A great leader ensures correct focus right. Right! 



Philippians 4: 6-7 governs my heart and I can only give thanks to the Holy Spirit for ordering my steps (everything that has an influence on how I move/ live). My helper, my teacher, my guardian <3. 

This is what the verse says "Don't worry about anything, but pray about everything. With thankful hearts offer up your prayers and request to God. Then, because you belong to Christ Jesus, God will bless you with peace that no one can completely understand. And this peace will control the way you think and feel."

All I did was to tell my father how I felt. Telling the father how I feel is trusting him with my emotions and that involves the cause. :) 



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