I used to think God had forgotten me when my prayers weren’t answered quickly. I thought my waiting meant I was being overlooked, like everyone else’s dreams were getting delivered while mine were still in processing.
But Hannah taught me something different.
She cried bitterly before the Lord. She poured her soul out, not with pretty words or polished fa…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to She's So Scripture to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.