Be Strong and Courageous

The sunset last night was beautiful. I stopped along the roadside and watched it for nearly 10 minutes. It changed in hue and intensity, very rapidly. One minute barely pink, then dark purples and oranges. Then darkness, in no time at all.   In just over 10 days, in the blink of the second hand at midnight between February and March; I'll turn 45. The few weeks have been full, of sickness, recovery, celebration and study. I'm reading The Broken Way by Ann Voskamp, with a small group of friends. She speaks of our life in days, of grains of wheat.  A mason jar well hooks 22,550 grains of wheat, equal to the days of an average life's span. My days are a little more than half gone, given out in the loving and serving, hurting and healing, forgiving and being forgiven.  Charles Spurgeon wrote "it is beyond the realm of possibilities that one has the ability to outgive God. Even if I give the whole of my worth to Him, He will find a way to giv...