When we're at our weakest, God's at His strongest. We serve a powerful God, boy, and last time I checked, He was still on the throne.
If God could make a carpenter into a Savior, a slave trader into a reverend, why not an opium addict into an earl?
There is no strength without unity.
No one escapes this life without scars . . . not even God.
Truth is a gem to be admired.
