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just wanted to pop in and leave you with this morsel... we finished our Breaking Free video series last Thursday and as Beth Moore was explaining our new role as freed women, she mentioned that we are His brides [as opposed to wives]. she pointed us to Isaiah 61:10 and i thought you'd love to read what it says:

I delight greatly in the LORD; 
my soul rejoices in my God.
For he has clothed me with garments of salvation 
and arrayed me in a robe of righteousness, 
as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest,
and as a bride adorns herself with jewels

the word "rejoice" in that verse means "to spin around or twirl". so that second line literally says: my soul spins and twirls in my God. i'm sure you can picture it. you put on your wedding dress and twirl around a bit, watching the hem grace the floor just so. but this wedding dress is one that you never have to take off. you are His radiant bride for all eternity. embrace it friends. you are beautiful to him. the King is enthralled by your beauty. twirl and spin to your heart's desire. you're never too much for Him. 







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  1. BEAUTIFUL! Thank you for this.

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  2. I always love visiting you! Thank you for this friend! xoxo

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  3. that is such a good reminder that i need right now. i had a day where there was no twirling at all. i was trying my best to stop the tears (mothering issues today) much less finding the inspiration to twirl. thanks friend.

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