One of my friends is a man of great wisdom. When he speaks, I listen. Recently, I explained to him some of my struggles and the enormous question marks hanging over my life. “I don’t know what to do,” I said. “I’m a planner, and I need to know my direction. But it’s foggy.” “Just …
When healing doesn’t happen, we tend to ask, “Why?” Does God have a greater purpose in the process? Have we prayed correctly, cried out to God fervently enough? Have we sinned, somehow preventing God’s awesome power at work? Everything within me screams, “No! God is so much bigger than my attempts to justify his silence.” …