When Fear Costs a Blessing
I’ve spent the last 18 years telling God that I’ll go wherever He sends me. And I believed I would. I’ve followed Him to churches and retreat centers all over the place. Yet when He sent me to the altar in my home church to lift my hands and proclaim my freedom in front of the congregation, my feet would not move. Perhaps you can relate? Let’s walk through this together in today’s Word on Wednesday.