I walk on McCoy Road almost every day. It has a few hills. One in particular though, almost does me in every time. Going down is fun, but as we near the end of our walk, the climb feels so hard it takes everything in me not to give up.
Recently, a dear godly man slipped from this life to his eternal home. It wasn’t easy for him to walk or breathe at the end, but God held him strong.
God promises in His word that He will never leave us or forsake us and He keeps His promises. I watched faith in action and I’m encouraged, that one day, it will be the same for me and all who believe. There is victory on that last hill.
Esther Colpitts
