I was used to getting my prayers answered. Over the years, the Lord heard my cries for mortgage money, success at work, for things to work out in my favor. And He had answered those cries The Lord had given me an amazing list of answered prayers and victories. And I expected Him to continue to deliver, at my request. And when He didn't, the bottom dropped out of my theology. He could have rescued me but didn't. I was shaken. For the first time in a long time, I felt on my own. I didn't like it. I was mad at God. Secretly, I blamed Him for my failure. You, too, may harbor disappointment...