In 2017 we hammered down the tent pegs again. Starting what we thought would be a long season of doing life with a vibrant body of believers. Setting up our home and settling in to a new rhythm of ministry. Stability.
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Crushed
The weight on my heart is not a frantic, anxious weight. It’s the weight of prayer. Prayer for my dear friend who is suffering. She wades through deep waters in this season. Crushed.
Crying out to You the hurt. The upheaval. The unknown.
And yet, even there she speaks of Your faithfulness. Even there, Your word sustains. Daily manna, she says. And ponders what the God of the impossible can do.
“If we believe He is who He says He is, how can we not hope?”