History has shown that it blows whichever way the wind does – always fleeting, insubstantial and inconsistent.
The challenge that came to my heart was this. Can I choose to rest in God this year, no matter what I might face?
Hope seems to be slipping away these days, doesn’t it? But I just want to tell you. The story isn’t over.
When explosions began raining down on the capital Kyiv, one of the BBC’s correspondents wrote, “there is no safe place in Ukraine any more”.
