There was a woman recently who was in much need of help, every step of the way. Her living situation was terrible, her family was not supportive, and she already had a young child at home. She couldn't even get to her doctor's appointments well, and so one day we were sent to help her. We went to the ghetto she lived in and saw first hand the bad condition. Dirty, noisy, dangerous. And a small energetic child running around needing constant attention. She said sometimes she would get so tired from chasing him she'd just lie down on the bed and fall asleep.
Here she was, struggling to keep the baby after many long talks with our center director, and all any of us could do was trust in God's providence. That her selfless decision and all her pain and trial would result in blessing. At the end of the day that is often what we are left with: God's promise, and nothing more. But God always keeps his promises.
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