I had this vivid image of a sickly, elderly, hopeless man tormented by his loss and abandoned by all those he loved and trusted. But then my eyes fell on ...
So, friends, we need to remember that in our darkest moments, when the enemy wants us to think all hope is gone, God is right there collecting our tears and hearing the prayers echoing through our sobs.
Would I have let fear shut me down and keep me from following through with God’s plan or would I have stood strong and faced the giants knowing that anything is possible with God?