When hard things collide and we're in the middle of the storm, how do we deal with fear and grief? Should we grieve at all? And what is the safe place that we absolutely must not cling to?
Just because a situation is not what it should be doesn’t mean it won’t be what it ought to be later – either in the near future, or on the other side. And this is what God keeps reminding me.
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dying into life