I love Jesus, I do not like boats, and I enjoy being rescued (for a cause). One time when I was riding in a boat, I became seriously sea sick. Thankfully, my teacher had plenty of saltine crackers and Sprite on board. It is a great feeling when you can get something to give you relief.
Sometimes hope appears to be an elusive term. How can we find hope in the darkness? How can we find strength to endure? Without the details, simply know I understand. I have asked similar questions, cried out to God, and even battled with thoughts of, “Will this ever get any better?”