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FORÇA!

The title word means "strength" and is actually used to describe electrical power.
Speaking of electrical power, would you trust this wiring job!? Would the inspector? We have been using this setup at church for about four years now. In fact this is the MAIN power source for the entire church!

I recently sent out a plea for help in the "electrical" area and was pleased to receive several offers of assistance. However in my search for aid I discovered that my friend Carlinhos works with electricity all of the time and is more than willing to lend a hand in getting this mess straightened out.

There is a spiritual application here. My força (strength) comes from the Master. Often I look for it in other places when in fact He is with me. In my reading this morning of Psalm 30 I noticed David's words in verse 1. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me. Another way of saying that would be "You refuse to let my enemies triumph over me!" I don't need to look elsewhere for the energy to do my Father's work. He is with me to instruct and guide me each and every step of the way. That's good to know!

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