We Can’t, but God Can

We Can’t, but God Can: “It’s just me, and I ain’t much.” We’d been talking for well into an hour before she said the words. We’d worked our way through two cups of machine- brewed, hospital-waiting-room coffee. Hers with sweetener, mine with powdered creamer. Small of stature she was. No makeup, hair matted. Her T-shirt was loose fitting and crumpled.a href='https://www.faithgateway.com/we-cant-but-god-can/' title='Read more' .../a