I fear neither death nor fire, being prepared for both.

God knows the burdens you carry and the tears you shed. He is the healer of broken hearts, broken dreams and broken lives. Trust Him; He never fails.

The man who stands with God is always in the majority.

Here lies one who feared God so much that he never feared the face of any man.

Whatever gets you through the night is all right.

Where does your security lie? Is God your refuge, your hiding place, your stronghold, your shepherd, your counselor, your friend, your redeemer, your saviour, your guide? If He is, you don't need to search any further for security.

Years since have proved to me over and over again that the heart set to do the Father's will need never fear defeat. His promises of guidance may be fully counted upon. Does it make sense to believe that the Shepard would care less about getting His sheep where He wants them to go than they care about getting there?

It's okay to ask questions, sweetheart. You're going through some rough waters. God is bigger than your questions. Don't you worry about that.

Before the trip I read that pilgrims often bring a small rock or stone from their home. It represents a burden they've been carrying or a loved one they are grieving or a sin for which they're doing penance. At some point on the Camino, they lay down that stone. The most popular place is at the Cruz de Ferro in Spain, the highest point on the Camino Frances.

God doesn't want us to rescue our children. He's the Rescuer.

How often is such the case with us: some sore trial presses, and we cry unto God for relief, but before His answer comes, matters appear to get worse. Ah, that is in order that His hand may be the more evident.

Finally, attempt, with me, to assume and then to contemplate the opposite. To deny the divine decrees would be to predicate a world and all its concerns regulated by UN-designed chance or blind fate. Then what peace, what assurance, what comfort would there be for our poor hearts and minds? What refuge would there be to fly to in the hour of need and trial? None at all. There would be nothing better than the black darkness and abject horror of atheism.