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#advantageousadvent Day 4: Hope for peace

Submitted by Cindy Swan
Peace in time of monsters by: Delawer-Omar


Advent Day 4: Thursday, November 30, 2016
We are in a time when there is daily exposure to wars, floods, fires and other discouraging news. It is difficult not to become overwhelmed by the problems and have concerns and a desire to change it.

The good news is that we are now in the season of Advent. It is a time to focus on Hope. I am thankful for this message and the encouragement it offers as it also brings with it feelings of peace and comfort.  The theme of Psalm 124 is we are delivered from those who seek to destroy us. Our faith teaches us we can turn to God in our time of need as He is on the side of those who seek Him. With God there is always a way out as He is the creator of heaven and earth. Another important message to reflect on is from Isaiah 54:vs10. It states, “though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the Lord who has compassion on you.

Prayer:
God, help us to remember this good news and the offering of hope during this Advent season and be thankful for all we have.

Psalm 124
1If the Lord had not been on our side-
    let Israel say-
2if the Lord had not been on our side
     when men attacked us,
3when their anger flared against us,
      they would have swallowed us alive;
4the flood would have engulfed us,
       the torrent would have swept over us,
5the raging waters
       would have swept us way.

6Praise be to the Lord,
        who has not let us be torn by their teeth.
7We have escaped like a bird
        out of the fowler’s snare;
    the snare has been broken,
        and we have escaped.
8Our help is in the name of the Lord,

       the Maker of heaven and earth. 

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