When I was a young girl, I wanted to become a teacher. When I was a teenager, I just wanted to graduate high school and attend college. Underneath those two wishes, there was a deeper need to feel safe and to stop hurting.
In 2004, I came to Charlotte from my hometown in New Jersey with my one-year-old daughter, my stereo and a small collection of books and shoes. God revealed to me that it was time to move on, and leaving everything I knew was the way He needed me to start.
It is the eye of the storm that is most horrific. It is also in the eye of the storm that God’s voice rings the loudest. It’s the storm that produces life’s most amazing miracles.
I attended an expo recently that featured a variety of vendors and diverse performers. As I greeted familiar faces and introduced myself to new ones, I checked out the various singers and poets doing their thing on stage.
Life has a way of stopping you in your tracks long enough for you to see that you’re headed off of the trail. If we are wise, we pause and take in the danger long enough to turn things around.