and ... trouble there is ... we still have hope. I don't feel that hope all the time ... but when I experience God's presence ... even in small part ... hope springs up from my dry ground. If I water and am thankful for that hope, no matter the size, it can grow. When it grows it can mature into trust ... and when that trust grows it can blossom into faith. When that faith endures it produces good works ... and Behold ... my works become my testimony. And so I am trained. And so I learn. And so ... I Worship the God whose presence I so desperately need. Thank you Father ... in Jesus' name ... Amen.
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