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My Word
Feeling shriveled may well suit how you feel. The constant swirling of your adversity drying up your resolve, your flexibility, your ability to respond to Me. Although this might be a true estimation as to how you perceive things, you also know that this is not the end state. You know to cling to Me regardless, and in the midst of your exhaustion, there must be a clear thread of obedience to My word. Paths out of adversity are forged in faith clinging to Me when I seem unseen, doing My will when youve no more to give. Rescue is at hand. Can I not blow away your adversity as smoke carried before a blast of wind? In one second you can breathe again, expanding your lungs of faith and flexing your revived muscles.