i am on the verge of sorrow
tell me, lord, which road to follow A sermon on Hannah's ordeal & subsequent song : Poor Hannah. She can’t have a child. So one day, she makes a vow … And, poof! Just like that , she conceives. To cap it off, she runs a victory lap with this little song of hers. …When you read it like that, it all sound so simple . Doesn’t it? Like a math equation. A prayer plus a promise equals an answer. Only it wasn’t as simple as all that. It never is. Faith is not a math equation. Today’s scripture picks up in the middle of Hannah’s long unanswered question. Why she can’t have a child. She’s been barren for years ! And if that weren’t enough, she has a frenemy who takes every chance she can to remind Hannah of her dashed hopes. Hannah’s vow isn’t a bold pledge. It’s a plea made from the end of her rope. As we like to say, God’s office is at the end of your rope. God has no problem meeting you in the thick of yours . Just check out the adjectives used to describe Hannah. “She...