We keep hoping that next year will be better. That God couldn't possibly allow us to have two bad years in a row. I know that things could be worse. So much worse. But I am still hoping for a very long reprieve from the attacks of the enemy. There is still so much that is uncertain for us during this time but we do know this:
There's a peace I've come to know though my heart and flesh may fail. There's an anchor for my soul I can say, "it is well."
Jesus has overcome and the grave is overwhelmed. The victory is won He is risen from the dead. And I will rise when He calls my name. No more sorrow, no more pain.
I will rise on eagles' wings; before my God, fall on my knees and rise
I will rise!
When questions seem to have no answers. When our bodies give out on us. When friends abandon and family doesn't even try to understand. No matter what, our Hope rises above, allowing us to rise above our circumstances and look to Him, leaning on Him when our strength fails.
Thank you Lord for your faithfulness. For your love. For your provision. For your sacrifice.