My last amour was knocked off and now I am up against a wall. I can’t see the way out and my defenses that have kept me fighting other fights now sit useless. I am forced to approach what I know I can not overcome. I am afraid, that I am a failure, I am afraid of loss. And to all this I have realized I have been running. My battle will be won however, my bowed heart the only offering I have to bring to the table, as I stretch out my crippled hand towards the Lord and ask him to make right my path. I have no other option. I can’t see how all my month, from finance to foreign travel, I do not have a plan. All of you who wish you could travel understand that on your first trip, when the lord allows you to go, you will most likely have more joy in the actual experience than I do with any of mine. Because after awhile, 8 years in fact, of travel, the only Love I haven’t left behind is God. In this day I can see transition for many and for those many the steps of the righteous might not be known until the battle cries but though not known, still, there is no surprising the Lord.