For those of us who don’t quite know where we’re supposed to be at any given moment in life. Listen here: the path I don’t know the words of the song, and yet I know it by heart. I can’t see the path ahead, like I’m walking in the dark. Wanting the sunrise or new eyes or clear skies or some sort of light to make sure I’m in the right place. And just in case a compass and map and a good pair of shoes and tomorrow’s news and whatever it might take to reassure me I won’t break. Forget that You say it. And replay it. I keep…

Since returning from the World Race, I’ve struggled with anxiety and fear. I guess this is my way of kicking it in the shins. Click here to listen: fear Remind me to trust You, Lord because it seems I keep forgetting letting the old fears sink in again listening to a voice that isn’t Yours. It’s a voice that sounds a lot like mine. But that’s just part of the lie, isn’t it? That whisper of “quit.” That whisper of “sit” right where you are but not in a peaceful way that whisper of “stay” but not to be at rest. That whisper that says I should be stressed. Because…