ENDURING TRIALS GOD'S WAY BY SCOTT LAPIERRE

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Trials are part of life on this side of heaven, and God wants to use them for your good. The writer presents scriptural principles that give believers the encouragement they need when suffering. Every chapter concludes with questions that help you apply what you are reading. In this book you will:

-Develop the spiritual perspective to embrace trials
-Appreciate the maturity trials produce
-Understands the rewards- in this life and the next-for enduring trials
-recognize God is still compassionate and gracious even during trials
-Learn to persevere through trials that threaten your faith.

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