My heart feels like it is in limbo withered like the fig tree never again to bear fruit. Drained of life and useless now… gnarled and dead. Once filled with hope now a meaningless void. God, where are You? Do you hear me, see me in this withered state longing …
“I tell you the truth, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and will not be condemned; he has crossed over from death to life. John 5:24 It is seldom one goes to a funeral of a person you have only met once. However, …
Though He causes grief, yet He will show compassion. Lamentations 3:32 Looking at the cover of a winter edition of Our Daily Bread, with the lacy frost covering the tree branches in a field of sparkling snow. I wondered how these trees could ever again bring forth a landscape of …
