The improvements in my wife’s health have relaxed over the past several days. It felt like things were slipping away, for the worse. Fears of another very difficult stretch of life were creeping into my mind. I also felt doubts. Doubt that God is good. Doubt that God is in control and working to brings good things to those who love him. This time, I did not indulge my low feelings or my doubts. I fought them. I prayed that God would defeat them and help me to live with by faith, not by sight or reason. “God, fill me with the Holy Spirit and make his voice loud in my soul.” I watched a sermon on spiritual warfare and a second on the Holy Spirit. I felt I was refocusing on God and living my life according to his faithfulness. I read in God’s word from Psalms when King David was delivered from the hands of his enemies who had kept him on the run and in hardship fearing for his very life. He felt like God wasn’t doing anything to deliver him for a long time; his heart ached. He kept moving