They tightened the circle. I don’t want to die in New York. Who would ever find us? I thought as panic gripped my soul. More riff raff joined the circle. Penny and I clasp hands and prepared for the worst.
Category: facing the enemy
Ten were Bad and Two were Good
They were fearful to face these giants that could squash them like little bugs.
Walk Away or Stand Firm
Think about it; turning away from God is the exact problem God calls us to pray for and to witness to those very ones who are outside the city gates. Should we not ask God to give us a renewed hope rather than an attitude of ‘what’s the point?’ A broken heart for them rather than a critical spirit?