There have been many times in my life that I have walked in the “valley of the shadow of death.” Those valleys took many different forms. At times the valley was a valley of fear; fear of the unknown. At other times it was a valley of loss, whether it was the death of a friend or family member or the loss of a relationship, it was a valley. At other times the valley just showed up and I didn’t understand why.
What I learned in each of those valleys I could not have learned walking along the mountain top. I know that some valleys are deeper than others and some are not as deep but may be longer. I am thankful for the valleys. Most often I don’t like the valley I am in but I know God’s promises are true.
I know when I’m in the valley I’m…
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