But time passes. And then more time passes. And fight as we might, nothing seems to change. The days wear on, and we grow weary. We begin to lose our nerve, and our stamina. We are now threatened, even more perhaps than by the trial's severity, by its longevity. Questions stab into our hearts like fiery darts: "Why would God let me suffer so long?"...."Has He forgotten me?"..."Has my seeking to live for Him been in vain, after all?"