I misplace my house keys on a regular basis. My husband misplaces his eyeglasses. Children panic as they prepare for school because they have misplaced their homework. I agree with the one that coined the familiar phrase; there is a place for everything. Often in searching, I miss the place.
Misplaced trust is tragic. ďA friend you canít trust in times of trouble is like having a toothache or a sore throat (Proverbs 25:19 CEV).Ē Ouch! I get the point; misplaced trust causes excruciating pain. I cannot ignore it in hopes it will just go away. I seek the help of a physician or medicinal remedies. The Great Physician heals the pain of betrayal.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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