Redemption was always God’s plan for his children. In his omnipotence, he knew we would take the bite of sin and shrivel up into death. So, he made a plan- a plan to bring death to life, a plan to transform rot into fruit.
There I was-sitting in darkness, my expectations of God shattered on the floor among the dirty laundry. “Where were you, God?” my heart screamed, but my lips were silenced by my tears. He gave me no answer. The silence was infuriat...
Doubt is a companion I know well. When I look back on my journey with the Lord, it is a swirl of doubt mixed with “tiny” faith. That I am still walking with the Lord-and even a missionary-is proof that there is a God and his Holy Spirit is at work.
"My sheep hear my voice and I know them and they follow me. I give them eternal life and they will never perish. No one can snatch them from my hand. My father, who has given them to me, is greater than all and no one is able to snatch them out of his hand."