There’s a subtle shift that can happen in our prayers
So quiet we don’t even notice it.
Until God begins to deal with the heart.
There’s a subtle shift that can happen in our prayers
So quiet we don’t even notice it.
Until God begins to deal with the heart.
Long before the famous judges,
before the thunder and the fire,
before the stories grew loud,
there was Othniel.
A quiet man.
A Spirit-raised deliverer.
The first answer to a people who had forgotten their God.
How does it feel to be the only one left behind, especially when you’re doing everything right, yet it seems like everyone else is moving ahead of you at lightning speed?
Do you faint?
Do you stop trying?
Or do you keep moving?