If my people 🙏🏽

If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land. 

2 Chronicles 7:14 (NIV)  

When I think about the world we live in today, this scripture comes to mind as a reminder of God’s promise and my responsibility as a Christian to pray without ceasing.  

Join me in praying for the healing of our nation. 

XOXO – Chante 💜 

#intercessoryprayer 

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My shepherd 💜

 PSALM 23

My go to scripture and prayer  … 

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.  He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake.  Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.  You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.  You anoint my head with oil;  my cup overflows.  Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.  Psalms 23 NIV  

Happy Sunday! XOXO – Chante 💜 

Yikes! I’m getting older  

Up! Can’t sleep, hot, I’m in my 40s; you do the math. Lol! As I lie here at 4:17 a.m. looking at the ceiling with a stopped up nose from allergies thinking about my life and another birthday that just passed, it dawns on me that I’m aging. Yikes! Oh I know, that’s probably melodramatic. I just did it for the effect because I’m so over the apprehension phase about getting older. It’s overrated, but real nevertheless. Actually, I’m aging well in so many ways. Mentally, I’m looking back in the rear view mirror less and walking gracefully in the present eager to see what unfolds. I’m bolder and exploring things that I probably wouldn’t have. For instance, rock climbing; a sport I tried recently. I had been looking at the indoor rock for some time as I passed it to go upstairs to workout. I kept admiring the people including children who climbed it. But, fear set in each time and paralyzed me, so I minded my own business. You see, I’m generally a “safe risk taker” which sometimes keeps me from challenging myself.

But one day courage and fear had a battle and fear was taken down! I climbed the rock not once but twice. Now when I pass it, I roar! The moral of this story is without fear courage does not exist. XOXO – Chante

Chante Prox is a family law attorney and mediator practicing in the Dallas/Fort Worth area @ http://www.barnesproxlaw.com or follow her on twitter @ https://twitter.com/chanteprox for her sometimes random thoughts and whatnots.

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