“I think it’s time for a change,” he relayed, with a mixture of frustration, anger, and weariness written across his face.
I had sensed it for a long time, but had been waiting for confirmation from the Lord.
Maybe I had that all along, but fear of change kept me from acknowledging it. I can’t really be sure.
Can I be honest? I think I have a tendency to get caught up in the obsession of sameness.
I recently traveled to the west coast to record a video-promo for the 2018 Women of Joy conferences, preach at a church, and then record a tv interview. One of my favorite places in all the world is the beach. After completing my scheduled work, a friend treated me to a couple hours at a pier overlooking the ocean and beach. That is where my soul finds peace.
As I stood up on the pier, I had the delight of watching surfers in the way-too-cold water sizing up the waves to glide in toward shore…
