Within the howling winds of opposition, it's hard to hear the still small whisper of truth. We can let opposition consume our minds or we can contend for His small still voice and resent the noise
Until recently, I have found the "best" to be an encouragement for the future. The saying itself says "it's to come", but why do we have to wait for the best to come? Why can't we make the best of today so that better can come tomorrow?