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Be Courageous!





One of our expectations for our RFKC this summer and the expectation we have had for our boys and ourselves.  
Be Courageous!  

BE COURAGEOUS!

Not a typical rule in our culture.  We need men and women of courage.  To lead families, churches and communities.  To stand up for what is wrong.  To put themselves aside.  To take a stand.  To step up and put it all on the line; for our family and for our church.

My husband and I are looking at some tough choices.  It will take great courage!  And...I have to admit, I'm scared to death.  It makes no sense.  We don't know the time, but we know we will.

We believe God has asked us to step up.   
To BE Courageous!

These verses are our orders and our comfort.  
They can be yours as well.  
Do you need to be courageous?

Courageous for you own life.  Courageous for your family.  
Courageous for your church and community.



"I will go before you and will level the mountains
I will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron." Isaiah 45:2


"The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. 
Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.” Deuteronomy 31:8

"My loving God. God will go before me and will let me gloat over those who slander me." Psalm 59:10

"This book of the law shall not depart from your mouth, but you shall meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do according to all that is written in it; for then you will make your way prosperous, and then you will have success. 


"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous! Do not tremble or be dismayed, for the LORD your God is with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:9

"The LORD will deliver them up before you, and you shall do to them according to all the commandments which I have commanded you.
 

"Be strong and courageous, do not be afraid or tremble at them, for the LORD your God is the one who goes with you. He will not fail you or forsake you." Deuteronomy 31:6

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