My brain rattles.
I'm supposed to be sleeping but I'm not. Instead, I'm awake. I'm worried. I'm fearful. I'm losing hope.
The things I thought would happen have not.
My hopes have remained hopes and my dreams have not yet been fulfilled.
So I think of Abraham. He was told of the promise and he held onto that hope even though it took many, many, many years.
We both serve the same God.
The same God gave him the strength to hold on.
Will the same God grant me the same strength?
He gives as there is need. I am needy. He will provide.
I trust You, Jesus.