As a believer, I find one of the challenges I used to face is that of learning to trust Daddy God and what He can do supernaturally, and not so much what I can bring to the table base on my own strength. I worry less these days, but there are times when the good old panic rises a little bit before I quell it with a simple spoken Word- His Word, not mine. When finances dip low, Wee (pardon the pun) do the natural - I write scripts, Ian does his work, Kaelen does his best in school, we go on holidays, we worship and we believe - and we trust that He will do the supernatural. And you know what? He has never failed to pull us through. Never, not once, has he failed us. But it was not always like that. I remember times we used to worry, and I am sure we were not alone. How many of us still tend of panic? When we panic, we start to play the blame game. How long, LORD? Why not yet, LORD? When will this end, LORD? We hold Him accountable to our concept of time, our perception of a solution, in...