We don't do this journey alone in our own strain.

And it takes a heap of living in a house in order to make it a home.

You can't do this thing overnight.

It's something that comes over time.

Our text today is coming from Judges chapter 4, verse 17 through 21.

The new living translation, notice these words. Meanwhile, Cicera ran to the tent of J.L. The wife of Heber, the Keenite,

because Heber's family was on friendly terms with King Jabin of Hazar. And Yael went out to meet Cicera and said to him,

Come into my tent, sir. Come in. Don't be afraid. And so he went into her, into her tent,

and she covered him with a blanket. Please give me some water, he said. I'm thirsty. So she gave him

some milk from a leather bag and covered him

again. Stand at the door of the tent, he told her. If anybody comes in and asks you if there's

anyone here, say no. But when Cicera fell asleep from exhaustion, Yael quietly crept up to him with a hammer and a tent peg in her hand.

And then she drove the tent peg through his temple and into the ground.

And so he died.

Speaking today, simply from the subject, nail it.

Nail it, nail it, nail it, nail it. Nail it, nail it, nail it.

When somebody nails something, it means that they got it exactly right.

You know, like what major just did?

He just nailed us all.

You nail something.

You get it exactly right.

You say it exactly right.

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