When I reflect back on my time in the wilderness, I see a woman who was holding on by a thin thread. I see a woman who was hurting, physically and mentally. Her world as she knew it had all of a sudden come crashing down, and she felt like she was drowning. This woman was so overwhelmed that it was hard to breathe, literally some days she could barely breathe. Some days she thought she could not take any more. But she did. Sometimes the boldest thing we can do is take the next breath. When we experience moments or seasons of complete and total desolation, it is important that we be still and breathe. And then go before God. He fills, replaces, and empowers. He overflows our soul with joy and a newfound trust. The God of hope never runs out of hope!


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