A major problem for us lies in the fact that, very often, no one knows the answer. And on and on. This was another one of those cries I had to hear many times. I heard Elisabeth Elliot speak on a tape once. She and her husband were missionaries in Ecuador back in the 60s, and her husband was killed by Auca Indians.
Circumstances can rip, tear, stomp on, blast, and devastate, and change our lives forever.
Faith is our choice to trust God. I loved hearing that. It somehow made faith seem so simple, something even I could grasp. If you have faith the size of a mustard seed. . . You see, we sometimes hold the false notion that we need great faith.