MAY 26
And let us not be weary in well doing: for in
due season we shall reap, if we faint not.
Galatians 6:9
Lord, you are the light I follow down this long dark tunnel. You are the voice that whispers, urging me onward when this wall of sorrow seems insurmountable. You are the hand that reaches out and grabs mine when I feel as if I’m sinking in despair. you alone, Lord, are the waters that fill me when I am dried of all hope and faith. I thank you, Lord, for although I may feel like giving up, you have not given up on me. Amen.
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