Not because at any minute, I believe I may just turn around and head down the broad path, Oh dear, no. It’s hard, and at the same time I know I can give up, but God will be there. He will hold me, sustain me, and make me battle ready, again. I cannot leave him. I can assure you, He has quite a firm grip on me. Body and soul. When I am down, sorrowful and my eyes cannot help but continually fill with tears, there is no “giving up”.