Angel Message: Today is only one day, and only one chapter, of the entire story of our lives. 💙

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Keep going....turn the page...the story gets better.

444=3 protection 229=4 balance 777=3 blessing 343=new beginnings

It's a new day, for you, and for me. It's a new day, for us to believe. The waves of yesterday tossed us to and from, and the waters of turbulence may still be in our lungs. But today we as long as we have breath we choose to believe. Through pain, through sorrow, though, guilt and through shame, believe that the heavens see nothing gone in vain. I am praying for your deliverance and mine one in the same. 

That angels surround you amidst all the pain. Bring comfort and hope and faith beyond measure. To fill a lonely heart and soul who has lost all its treasure. Know that you matter, your life not in vain for God left the 99 to seek the one across the plane. 

You are not forgotten or forsaken at all. It's hard to understand the purpose and plan. Press in and believe and count all the blessing and when it gets overwhelming, close your eyes and pray. Give thanks for the blessing and love that are already yours. And know that the angels are working on your behalf and soon will come blessings overflowing. 

Please Be encouraged, today is only one chapter in the entire story of your life. You are divinely protected and blessed. Blessings, and honor are coming your way soon. Hold on and believe. Sending love and angels. JL


 The Angel Numbers Book-Mystic Michaela

"Hold on. Do not let go of your dream right before it arrives! The road has been long, and you are tired. But quitting now is not an option. Take a break today so as to motivate yourself to keep going tomorrow. Bask in the sun, walk barefoot in nature, or take a well-deserved nap all in the name of self-care." 




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