True Story!
For most of my adult life, I was performing the spiritual identity everyone expected of me. I preached. I prayed. I fasted. I worshiped. I led. I stood on stages and spoke about faith and discipline and devotion. I helped other people find healing. None of it touched the place underneath. That is what unsettles me now. I learned how to be faithful without ever feeling free. It was not until I sat…















