Every believer faces a wilderness where Christian faith meets fire you never lit. Sixty-four years I preached from the pulpit, proclaiming God’s unshakable power. Real faith, I learned, begins when the sermon stops and sepsis starts. When hospital walls closed in, when grief and amputation left only darkness, I met the Refiner. His fire didn’t destroy me, it purified. This isn’t just my story of Job-like loss. It’s proof: when your strength ends, God’s begins. Victory is already yours