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A Year of Jubilee

jubilee [ˈdʒuːbɪˌliː ˌdʒuːbɪˈliː]n
1. a time or season for rejoicing
2. a special anniversary, esp a 25th or 50th one
3. (Christianity / Roman Catholic Church) RC Church a specially appointed period, now ordinarily every 25th year, in which special indulgences are granted
4. (Non-Christian Religions / Judaism) Old Testament a year that was to be observed every 50th year, during which Hebrew slaves were to be liberated, alienated property was to be restored, etc.
5. a less common word for jubilation
[from Old French jubile, from Late Latin jubilaeus, from Late Greek iōbēlaios, from Hebrew yōbhēl ram's horn, used for the proclamation of the year of jubilee; influenced by Latinjūbilāre to shout for joy]
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I remember the moment I knew what kind of year I would be having in 2011.
Worshiping for the first time at a {then} new church, we sang "Days of Elijah" at the end of the service.
Yeah, we sang a praise song after the sermon...exuberantly, even. 
And, it was this one.
Totally a God moment.
For so many reasons, this song spoke to my heart.
God gave me just what I needed when I needed it...as always.
In His time.
For His glory.
A year of jubilee.
He doesn't disappoint.
Ever.
Amen!


Comments

  1. Amen! That is such a great song - and after a sermon - fabulous!

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  2. Beautiful music! So perfect for praising Him with :o)

    Thank you for sharing this and your post.

    Blessings & Aloha!
    I am thankful and blessed to keep busy with art orders for Christmas, so have been out of the loop for a few weeks... But also thankful and blessed by your lovely visit and comment. :o) & haha...actually, I am waiting to see what direction our daughter goes with decorating the nursery, so that I can do a drawing for our little grandbaby :o)

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