Worth the sleepless night of whispered prayer.
Worth doubt filled days and desperate cries.
Worth moments of questioning, trying to find His will.
Worth the wandering, trying to find my way.
Worth the pain of broken dreams.
Worth the agony of defeat.
Worth the misunderstandings, worth the judgment in their eyes.
Worth friendless days, and lonely nights.
Worth trouble and persecution. Worth darkness and danger.
Worthy poverty and hunger. Worth sorrow and shame.
But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down but not destroyed. Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. 2 Cor. 4