It felt like I was on a high wire—then free falling. I couldn’t breathe. My body, yes. My soul, not so much. Like a character in one of my favorite YA movies, Divergent. I was headed into a God-appointed wilderness journey.
Human viewpoint says you have to get tougher, stronger through life’s valleys and potholes. But God has a different plan—with faith-driven tightrope walking and wilderness trekking to shift the weight.