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joshua 1:9
Hello!: girl.twenty.yearns for... Quotes: "Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go."
He whispered, "From me to you."
Monday, November 30, 2009, 11:37 PM
Have you heard the story of Tatty Teddy a.k.a Me to You bear? It's about this little brown bear who got thrown out along with the unwanted stuff from a house. Through the cold winter, this brown little bear, feeling so cold, so unloved and so unwanted, turned into a bear with grey fur and blue nose. One day, a girl playing near the heap of unwanted things, spotted this little bear. The girl picked up the little bear. Its stitches were coming off and its fillings were falling out. The girl fell in love with this little bear despite it looking so strange and haggard. She ran home with it and asked her grandma to patch up this little grey bear with the blue nose. Then she kissed the bear on its nose and whispered, "From me to you."

It was during worship from last Sunday's service that i was reminded of this story. God reminded me of how He is like that little girl and we, like the little bear. There are times when we feel so unworthy. Yet, instead of seeing us as a lump of broken stitches, God saw us as a special individual. He sewed the stitches and patched us back. He made us new again. He loved us beyond our imagination. He whispered, "from me to you" when He picked us up and embraced us in His arms.

In His hands, i know i am safe. I feel secure because im in the hands of Love.

"But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us."
-Romans 5:8