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and this is my prayer ...

i've been reading Philippians 1:1-11 all week. each day, looking for new things. i've actually never done this before. i usually focus on quantity: how much can i read each day. now i'm focussing on quality: how much Truth and insight can i glean from just a few verses. next week i'll read verses 12-18 all week. i'm following this guideline [as part of that "maximize your mornings challenge" that i'm doing, remember? best thing ever.] anyway, since i've read it a million times this week, and have had the time to just meditate on every last beautiful word, i just had to share this with you. feel free to print:

[click on it to make it bigger, and then save and print]

also, it occurred to me to make a few different colors. so here ya go :)

maybe green?

or blue

or aqua?

i sure hope one of these works for you!


  1. Love! Amazing when you focus so intently, isn't it? I've been on Psalm 107 for awhile. Proclaiming it, weeping with it and rejoicing in it!

  2. I love this verse! And i really love what you said about focusing on quality more than quantity!! I want to KNOW the word--for it to be written on my heart, not just my mind. Lovely post :)

  3. beautiful , as always friend!

  4. These are beautiful! I a also enjoying my time in Philippians.. learning so much going verse by verse! Enjoy the journey :)

  5. Love. Love. Love. Thanks for sharing!

    "i usually focus on quantity: how much can i read each day. now i'm focussing on quality: how much Truth and insight can i glean from just a few verses." Yes! This is what it is all about.

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