Here I sit longing to get up out of this cave and start doing what God created me to do. It doesn’t matter who I’m with or who is around, my only joy is to be in His presence… to boast of how great He is… to give my hope a voice, and speak of the great things He will do. But here I sit.
Oh my friends, there has been much death in my life. I’m not sharing this so you can feel pity and sorrow towards me, but I have to be transparent. I have to be real. I have been stripped of so much that I held dear. I
The Christian Wilderness. How shall I start to explain this? The best way I can describe it is that you are confronted with an anti-you barrier, and in the eyes of the world you look like a loser. Limitation after limitation have been part of your life now for years, or you’ve had to endure a lifetime of restriction. What I mean