When I lost my sister, I never really knew. God would send me millions, so I could fill the pews. He would show me with His mercy, He truly does care. He would Guide me through the traps, and show me all the snares. He has put me here that I may show love to you, after all that I've been through. Remember you are my sister, and I'll always care. You won't need to look. I'll always be there.
The Lord will grant you abundant prosperity-in the fruit of your womb, the young of your livestock and the crops of your ground-in the land he swore to your forefathers to give you. The Lord will open the heavens, the storehouse of his bounty, to send rain on your land in season and to bless all the work of your hands. You will lend to many nations but will borrow from none.
Blessed are those who have been persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are you when people insult you and persecute you, and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of Me.