Somedays there is no sign that I am who God says that I am. Somedays everything is in question and all that was going right seems to turn sour. On days like that, days like today, I hold fast to the One who has said otherwise. I hold fast because He has been tested and tried. He has proven faithful to me. He has earned the right to allow distractions and discouragement. Call me stupid, but I will hold tight to my Master. Though the storm keeps me from seeing where I am going I stay the coarse and hold tight, expecting to run ashore any moment. My Lord is good and trustworthy.
holding tight.
