Today I had some crater moments. Sometimes hope seems to be so illusive. There have been 2 people who have spoken a WORD to me in the last 6 months telling me the Lord wanted me to know how much He loves me, and that everything will be OK.
I look at waves and wind and don't think survival is possible, but He speaks..."Peace, Be Still", and the waves stop. All is calm.
This past Saturday a total stranger came up to me and spoke passionately of how much the Lord loves me and wants me to know that everything will be OK.
Worry can eat up a soul. I must trust no matter what I perceive.
Lord, I believe. Help my unbelief.
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