I have a 47 year old sister in law, Mary Jo, who is a crack addict… in fact, she is so addicted to her rock and so full of faith that a couple of years ago she walked barefoot 7.5 miles in cold February temperatures with only a twenty dollar bill and faith in her suppliers ability and willingness to meet her at 2 AM in order to make personal contact with her rock.
What would happen if we became as addicted to THE ROCK and filled with so much faith in HIS willingness and ability to supply our need?