… reliance on the certainty that God has a pattern for my life when everything seems meaningless … remembering I am God’s priceless treasure when I feel utterly useless … depending on the fact that God is Love – not on my ability to figure out the why’s in the midst of smashed hopes, reversal, and tragedy … keeping on when I am dog tired, discouraged, disillusioned, deserted, dusty and dry and I cast on His strength alone … realizing that I am useful to God, not in spite of my scars, but because of them … confidence that God is acting for my highest good when He answers “No” to my prayers … accepting the truth that, in spite of the wreckage and grief I’ve caused, God who has wiped the slate clean and delights in me … recognizing that God is the Lord of time when my idea of timing doesn’t agree with his … not a vague hope of a happy here after but an assurance of Heaven based on my trust in Christ’s death as payment for my sins … remembering that, though my way is dark as night to me, God can see and guides me unerringly … doing the right thing regardless of the consequences knowing God will turn the ultimate effect to good … the conviction the Promiser keeps His promises.