A number of years ago my family and I endured a very rough patch in our life. Overwhelming responsibilities and family stress left my husband extremely ill and me trying to pick up the pieces. Eventually, this necessitated resignation from his promising employment at a startup company and a cross-country move. We ended our lease, shipped or gave away most of our belongings and the rest were packed into our minivan and driven across the country. Overnight, we had gone from being successful and accomplished with important roles in our church and our community to being homeless, living with family until we could somehow regroup and get our feet underneath us. These were dark times and I am ashamed to say that many tears were shed. How did we get through it? Well it wasn’t pretty nor was it graceful. Although our faith in God sustained us, at times we wondered if he had abandoned us. Here we had given everything we had to him. We were extremel...