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Memory Verse Monday Psalm 139

As I mentioned in a previous post, this year I want to focus on not just reading God's word, but studying it, meditating on it, and memorizing it. There are so many great verses to memorize, that I don't even know where to start. I have decided to start with memorizing Psalm 139, a few verses at a time, and I hope that you'll join me!
 
Some tips for memorizing: 
*Download the Bible app on your phone, look up the verses, and then take a screenshot of them to refer to.
*Write the verses out on index cards to read them throughout the day
*Look up the verse on Pinterest, save the photo, and use it as your screensaver.
 
Let me know if you'll be joining me, and feel free to post your thoughts about the scripture and what it means to you!
 
Here is the first portion to memorize:
 
Psalm 139:1-6 NIV
You have searched me, Lord,
    and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
    you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
    you are familiar with all my ways.
 Before a word is on my tongue
    you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before,
    and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
  too lofty for me to attain.
 
 
Isn't it comforting to know that He is with us always, that His hand is upon us? Wherever we go, He is already there!
 

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  1. I randomly found your blog and am so happy I did! Thank you for the inspiring posts, you are truly beautiful -inside and out!

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    1. Thank you so much, I appreciate that!! :) Glad you like it.

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    2. Yay! Thanks for letting me know! :)

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    3. I concur Triny, so glad I found this blog! This is such a great verse, so moving... Lindsay - Have you ever heard of Ligonier connect, I think you might really enjoy it! My husband and I subscribe, it's pretty great:

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