All my Strength

“You just need to be strong.”

In a Bible study with incarcerated women, I often heard this exhortation from one to another. It was a vague admonishment to resist emotion and put up a block wall to seal out the tragic, terrible things they had seen.

It didn’t work.

Each day’s physical strength drops like grains of sand through an hour glass. As the sun sets each evening, we feel ourselves growing tired. Each year speeds up as we slow down. Our physical strength slips away, no matter wha...