You walk with a huge stride trying to slip and slide as the Holy Spirit clenches you at your side, whispering the old clinche'-you can run but you can't hide. God is calling your name. You're wondering how could this be, for I'm too good at my worldly game. How could I ever be tamed? If I work for the Lord, my life would never be the same. You fall on your knees asking God how can this be. Why me, O Lord, why me? God replying, "In time my child you'll see." You think you can't accept this task…
Continue