My Heart Was Broken

In April of 2017 our family was travelling through a sad season of abuse, betrayal, and misunderstanding. I was without a church, without income, without health insurance. Our hearts were broken. It was hard to eat and sleep. We wondered what God was going. Our daughter and her children were suffering. She had fled an abusive marriage. Her heart was broken. The children were trying to find their way. I was invited to preach on Easter at a little Baptist Church in Bremen, Indiana. I drove over there that morning in my little red Jeep with a broken heart and I preached to myself that day.

I was cleaning up my computer and found a video of the message today and wept with joy at what God has done since then. He is faithful when others attack, betray, lie, and misunderstand. He can provide and protect. He is faithful to direct those who keep looking on his face. I know. He has been faithful to me.