My buddy spoke to me Friday of financial travails that make me cringe and just break him to pieces. He's praying, trying to stay plugged in, but sometimes it feels like your stuff is so distant and unique. And so far away from help.
The sermon this week at church was a good reminder that we might not get money, or time. But we will receive hope. There is no God-forsaken place. There is no hopeless situation.
The devotion I read this morning says, "He saved and sanctified you to exhaust you."