I went to camp that summer with so many questions that didn't have answers. Why were so many bad things happening to me? Why wasn't God listening to what I asking? Why had he forgotten me? That summer I didn't get answers. Instead I was given a bible verse. Psalm 91. “‘He is my refuge and my fortress, my God , in whom I trust.”’He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at
I went to camp that summer with so many questions that didn't have answers. Why were so many bad things happening to me? Why wasn't God listening to what I asking? Why had he forgotten me? That summer I didn't get answers. Instead I was given a bible verse. Psalm 91. “‘He is my refuge and my fortress, my God , in whom I trust.”’He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at