So often I feel like Hope gets a bad rap. When we decide to pray for something avidly, and then it does not come to pass in the way that we see fit… Our Hope takes it on the chin. I cannot tell you how often I have felt, this exact phenomenon occurring in my own life. As I have walked through the valley of the shadow of death in the last 3 and a half to 4 years, I have asked so many of you to pray for me so many times. I have shouldered the burden, that if those prayers don’t get answered the way that I think that we’ve prayed, I fear sharing what the update is. I am not God… This is not my will that I want done… It is only His… And I trust his plan.
Hope’s not the scapegoat
Hope’s not the scapegoat
Hope’s not the scapegoat
So often I feel like Hope gets a bad rap. When we decide to pray for something avidly, and then it does not come to pass in the way that we see fit… Our Hope takes it on the chin. I cannot tell you how often I have felt, this exact phenomenon occurring in my own life. As I have walked through the valley of the shadow of death in the last 3 and a half to 4 years, I have asked so many of you to pray for me so many times. I have shouldered the burden, that if those prayers don’t get answered the way that I think that we’ve prayed, I fear sharing what the update is. I am not God… This is not my will that I want done… It is only His… And I trust his plan.