I seriously doubt that anyone makes it all the way from beginning to end of life without experiencing suffering, whether it’s physically, emotionally, or spiritually. Even Jesus said we’d have trouble in this world. But no matter what kind of suffering comes my way, I can rest assured that it will not steal my soul. His Word promises that He will be with us, even to the end of the age. He promises that His strength is perfect when mine is gone. And when I reach the end of my life’s journey, I will be swept up to Him where I will reside eternally in His presence. This world can—and will!—give me angst. But nothing can change His Word, and that means nothing can conquer my soul.