Jar Of Clay In His Hands

The daughter of a mother divorced in the early 1920s, I was steeped in poverty during the Great Depression. A Sunday school teacher introduced me to Jesus in my early teens, and a BSU director at my college ignited my life for Christ. A pastor husband loved and challenged me as we met the problems of life together. I experienced tears and heartaches-but God intervened and revealed His way for victory and peace in the storms of life! After my husband’s early death, my heavenly Father added continual strength for these past years as I traveled alone. Through it all, there have been faithful friends, a light for the journey, and sufficient strength for each day. GOD HAS BEEN FAITHFUL!