How does one hold on to hope when everything in your personal life and the world around you turns to ashes? This was the plight of Zachariah and Elisheva. During the tempestuous reign of King Herod the Great, upheaval was common. There was war, corruption, conspiracy, drought, famine, pestilence, and death, which dogged the people on every side. This was the world all around them.
Between their personal anguish and their world, will they be able to navigate through life without losing their trust and faith in Adonai? Can they hold on to the promises of Adonai for themselves and their nation even when the heavens seem like brass when they pray?