Anytime, anywhere, we can pray and talk to the God that spoke everything into existence. Anytime, anywhere, we can cry out to the same God that raised Jesus from the dead.
Trials and tribulations may be blocking the sunlight, but let us remember that joy is found in a relationship with Jesus, not our external circumstances.
It was there, in the dark, wide awake, that she felt her Heavenly Father’s hands comfort her. It was there that she had her first real personal encounter with Jesus.
When I resisted his call, He waited. When I turned away, He waited. When I wanted to do things my way, He waited. And when I finally came to Him, He showed me mercy.
From there, I pondered the opponent I face every day… the one who whispers in my ear that I’m not good enough… the one who tells me I’ll never be enough...