We all face hardships. There are patches of life that seem like the struggle is never-ending. We stomp through the mud puddle only to find we are standing in quicksand.
Instead of obeying and interpreting God’s Word as it is written, we are picking, choosing, and twisting the scripture to accommodate and fit the way we want to live.
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.