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"Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers, 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. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me- put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you. I rejoice greatly in the lord that at last you have renewed your concern for me. Indeed, you have been concerned, but you have no opportunity to show it. I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or want. i can do everything through him who gives me strength." Philippians 4:4-13 This is a list of instructions. Do what God says and He will come to you. I guarantee you, you won't go through it alone. You just have to be grateful. He gives and takes away, but you have to be happy in all situations. TRUST IN GOD. You have to live with passion, purity, and power. All you have to do is the small stuff, and God will take care of the big stuff. Spend more time in prayer, and He will help you. You can't look within yourself. You have to depend on God. Just be content. Run to Him in the dark times, he takes advantage of the bad times. Faith is trusting God in the dark places because He will reward you. You can never out give God. He knows exactly what you've gone through and what you will go through. The response to loss is praise. Praise Him, and he will reward you with love and happiness.

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