Somebody here this morning is holding it together while falling apart, problems with your .
You raised them the best you could. You brought them up in church, in the fear and the admonition of God, and they away from how they were raised.
Sometimes there's too much months for your .
I need somebody just for me to lean on to, to hold on to, to tell me that is going to be a better day.
Describe a season when you were 'holding it together while falling apart.' What kept you going?
Who in your life might be silently struggling right now? How can you be a source of encouragement to them this week?