Sunday Stillness - 1 Corinthians 3:7

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Sunday Stillness – 1 Corinthians 3:7

1 Corinthians 3:7

Daffodils – picture taken early February in Mesa, Arizona.

Reading this passage from 1 Corinthians I am reminded – that just as God makes the plants, and flowers grow – so too He is the one who makes me grow. One may plant and another water BUT it is God who does the growing.

“It’s not important who does the planting, or who does the watering. What’s important is that God makes the seed grow. The one who plants and the one who waters work together with the same purpose. And both will be rewarded for their own hard work.  For we are both God’s workers. And you are God’s field. You are God’s building” (1 Corinthians 3:7-9, NLT).

Looking forward to spring, seeing the new growth and new life all around me and in me.

Today is Sunday Stillness – Do you have a Scripture that spoke to you this week? Please link below. If you post to Twitter use #sundaystillness.

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I would appreciate if you would link only about God’s Word. If you have a linky party that’s okay if it is about the same thing. Please no sales or prizes. I want this to be friendly but I must ask you to abide by the rules. Others want to read God’s Word – and that is what I would like the links to be about. I will take down the links that don’t follow the rules. Thanks so much.

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