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Saturday, September 6, 2025

My Story is In God's Hands - Folk Song, Devotion, Coloring Page

Starting Scripture (KJV)

Isaiah 64:8 But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.

Devotion: My Story Is in God’s Hands

There’s something sacred about a blank page. It holds possibility, mystery, and the quiet thrill of what could be. And when we say, “My story is in God’s hands,” we’re not handing Him a finished manuscript—we’re offering the pen. We’re saying, “Write what You will God. I trust Your plan.”

God doesn’t write in straight lines. He writes in spirals and seasons. He scribbles grace in the margins and doodles mercy over mistakes. His handwriting is holy, even when it’s hard to read. And the chapters we’d rather skip? He turns them into footnotes of faith.

Sometimes we want to snatch the pen back. We think we know the ending. We try to edit the pain, rewrite the waiting, or delete the detours. But God is the Author who sees the whole arc. He knows that the valley is where the character grows, and the silence is where the soul learns to sing.

Your story isn’t just being written—it’s being held. Held in hands that shaped galaxies, calmed storms, and cradled crosses. Hands that never drop what they love. Hands that turn ashes into beauty and brokenness into blessing. You are not a rough draft. You are a masterpiece in motion.

And here’s the sweetest part: God doesn’t just write your story—He reads it with delight. He lingers over the lines of your laughter, bookmarks your bravery, and rereads your prayers like poetry. You are His favorite narrative, not because you’re perfect, but because you’re His.

So today, let go of the pen. Let Him write. Let Him surprise you. Let Him fill the pages with you never imagined and endings that echo eternity. Your story is not stuck. It’s sacred. And the Author is still writing.

Because when your story is in God’s hands, every chapter—yes, even this one—is part of something glorious.

💡 Tip of the Day

Write a short note to yourself: “This chapter matters.” Tape it to your mirror or tuck it in your Bible. Let it remind you that God is still writing. Walk in His will, put your trust in Him.

📖 Scripture Recommendation

Jeremiah 29:11 – For I know the thoughts that I think toward you…
Psalm 139:16 – …in thy book all my members were written…
Romans 8:28 – All things work together for good…

🙏 Matching Prayer

Lord, I place my story in Your hands. Not just the polished pages, but the messy ones too. Write with grace, edit with mercy, and fill every line with Your love. Help me trust the chapters I don’t understand, and rejoice in the ones You’ve already redeemed. May my life be a living letter of Your faithfulness. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept. 5th 2025 © mmmbcopannabenpatrrichpmnmGeorop

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Poem/Song: When I Rejoice It's Because

Coloring Page and Devotion

When I Rejoice, It’s Because…

When I rejoice, it’s because The morning came again— Sunbeams spread across my floor Like mercy without end.

When I rejoice, it’s because The sparrow found her song, And even in the silence, I knew where I belong.

When I rejoice, it’s because The hurt did not define me, And grace, like gentle rain, Chose once more to remind me.

When I rejoice, it’s because The prayer I whispered low Was heard by One who answers In ways I’ll never know.

When I rejoice, it’s because I am redeemed of God. My tears watered my garden, He sent me a sunbeam.

When I rejoice, it’s because The broken things renew, God lovingly holds and heals, Abundant blessings not few.

When I rejoice, it’s because My heart, though worn, believes. He Strengthens with kindness— And weaves within me peace.

When I rejoice, it’s because I live, I’m loved, I’m saved. I am found, I’m heaven-bound. Gloriously in His ways.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept 5th, 2025© MBMPCOPANNA GRBENBPBKBNMPMRMGEOMMN

Psalm 119:14 I have rejoiced in the way of thy testimonies, as much as in all riches.

🌸 Devotion: Rejoicing in His Ways

Rejoicing isn’t just a response—it’s a rhythm. It’s the soul’s way of dancing when the world says “sit still.” And when we rejoice in His ways, we’re not celebrating ease or comfort—we’re celebrating alignment. We’re saying, “Lord, Your path is better than my plan. Your truth is richer than my treasure.”

His ways are not always paved with petals. Sometimes they wind through wilderness, pause in waiting rooms, or echo in empty places. But even there, we rejoice—not because the road is smooth, but because the Guide is faithful. His testimonies are the trail markers that remind us: we’re not lost, we’re led.

To rejoice in His ways is to find delight in discipline, beauty in boundaries, and peace in purpose. It’s realizing that obedience isn’t a burden—it’s a blessing. Like a child who learns to walk by holding a parent’s hand, we find joy not in the steps, but in the One who steadies us.

And oh, how clever His ways are. He hides healing in hardship. He tucks wisdom into waiting. He wraps grace around grief. His ways are layered like honeycomb—sweet, structured, and strong. When we pause to notice, we find ourselves whispering, “This is better than I imagined.”

Rejoicing in His ways means we stop measuring life by outcomes and start measuring it by obedience. It’s not about what we gain—it’s about who we become. And every time we choose His way over our own, we grow a little more into the image of the One who walked it first.

So today, rejoice. Not because everything makes sense, but because His ways are good. Rejoice like a daisy in sunlight, like a sparrow in song, like a heart that knows it’s held. Rejoice because you’re walking with Him—and that, dear soul, is the richest thing of all.

Because when we rejoice in His ways, we’re not just walking—we’re worshiping.