Kady McCrady

Throughout the night, I cried to the Lord with tears of brokenness that flooded my pillow, and pleaded with him: Why have you forsaken me, O Lord? How long do I have to live like this? I can't take it anymore! I have prayed for so long! Did you forget about me? Please, help me! These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them. (Isaiah 42:16) I will not forget you. I have inscribed you on the palms of my hands. (Isaiah 49:16) He is my shepherd,...