March 27, 2017
“I am taking you on a faith journey.”
I remember when you quieted my loudest, deepest storm of questions with that promise. I am scared of the places You call me to go. People who have preconceived ideas of who I was because my past issues were magnified and spread as rapid as dandelion seeds in the wind.
“Will you trust that I am taking you [there] for a reason far better than anything you can see now?”
Yes, Abba.
I will daily, hourly trust fall into your expectant and open grip. A trust fall that looks like a full blown sprint toward you, coming to a halt to spin 180, all in a swift motion. Almost jumping backward into the hands that have always carried me and will always carry me.











