I am still exhausted from LA, but I find myself unable to sleep for more than two hours in a row. Last night, I was so frustrated. So, I had a novel idea. Why not listen to music that would soothe my aching soul.
I listened to updated versions of hymns. I listened to worship music. Something amazing happened. God brought peace to my weary soul. And He reminded me of things that He’s promised me over the years…visions that He has given me, desires He placed in me.
At the risk of sounding overly dramatic, I believe that there is a war waging right now for my soul and for my dreams. I find myself at a frightening place: I can move forward in a career or I can move toward my dreams, toward the place that calls my name in the deep of the night. One place is safe, the devil I know. The other…an adventure, the unknown, certainly not the wide road.
My greatest desire is to walk forth in faith…toward God’s best for me, not my best for me.