When nothing makes sense I always lift up my arms unto the hills because that is where my helps comes from, my help comes from the man upstaires.
I would recall he promiced not to leave nor forsake me, He said his plans are not to harm me but to prosper me, He promiced He will always be with me.
When nothing makes sense try Him if he manage to help Daniel in the Lion den, surely he can help you aswell.


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