On our journey toward embracing hope we soon realize it has to be fought for. If it simply slipped over our shoulders, like a warm comfort blanket from heaven, we wouldn’t value it so much.
Joy Lenton Posts
A cave of chronic illness obscurity is a tough place to be in, but not hopeless when we lean on Jesus. It becomes a place of holy hope and grace.
I cannot wish away this pain ... cannot get away from this broken body ... But what I can do is ... turn my sickness and pain into an offering.
...on bended knee, Jesus tenderly reminds her ... that every burden handed over to him will ... also miraculously transmute into a blessing by faith ...