Oh, child of suffering, be patient. God has not passed you over in His providence. He who is the feeder of sparrows will also furnish you with what you need. Take up the arms of faith against a sea of trouble. There is One who cares for you. His eye is fixed upon you, His heart beats with pity for your woe, and His omnipotent hand will bring you the needed help.
The darkest cloud will scatter itself in showers of mercy. The blackest gloom will give place to the morning. He, if you are one of His family, will bind up your wounds and heal your broken heart. Do not doubt His grace because of your tribulation, but believe that He loves you as much in seasons of trouble as in times of happiness.
With a little oil in the cruse and a handful of meal in the barrel, Elijah outlived the famine, and you will do the same.
C.H. Spurgeon
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Keep looking up, sweetheart, being positive and leaning on my faith when yours is thin. Remember I love you too.
Rick
Beautiful words, Brenda. I hope you find them encouraging and hopeful. And you can encourage other people by posting them here.
Blessings,
Jeannie
That encourages me, Brenda. Thank you for sharing.
Love, marja
Hang in there, Mom. You can make it through. Don't give up. We love you.
Thank you Brenda! Blessings!
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