These last couple of weeks have been the kind that really test one's spiritual mettle. Two weeks ago I was returning from a awesome mission trip to Haiti. I preached (through an interpreter) and someone accepted Christ's salvation. My team and I worked on a school and medical clinic, it was a mountaintop experience. Then came the post-trip emotional let-down, followed by long hours at work. A plateau, but certainly not a valley. Then came the valley. My grandmother passed away. My joy had been turned to sadness, but still even in the shadow of the valley of death, there was hope. Christ was there. He was willing and able to lift me up and sustain me. He is currently preparing me for my next mountain, plateau, or valley. He will sustain you too.
