He was at the lowest point of his life; he could not see where it was all heading. The years just seem to drag on slowly like a snail. Was this a blessing in disguise? He thought of his life and wondered, the point of living was? He had never felt so discouraged. Life seems to be passing him by, some reckon he was doubting Thomas, howbeit a believer, one at the end of his tether.
Have you ever been at that place? Where everyone seems to be having a good time, getting exciting breaks and nothing seems to go right for you? Some will tell you the pressures of life you're experiencing will yield a rich harvest for you; a double portion of blessings in your life. Often he wondered if he was a soft touch, always bending over backwards for everyone.
