The challenges continue to mount, the unknowns continue to grow, and there are so many moments where the sheer volume of stress feels like it could bury me at any given moment. But... I remembered not just who I am, but who God has called me to be. I remembered past challenges that I wanted to run from. I remembered overwhelming pain that I couldn’t bear. I remembered paralyzing fear that stopped me in my tracks. And I remembered that every single time I trusted God in the midst of the hard, while He didn’t make me fearless or the pain hurt less, He walked me through the darkest storms step by slow, unsteady step. He held me close and He kept my eyes focused on Him instead of the wavering world around me. He never left me. He never forsake me. He loved me in my failing moments and He loved me in my top-of-the-mountain moments. I used to hate the journey because it’s scary, unpredictable and usually full of pain. But now I embrace it because it’s in the difficult journey that Go...