I have to confess that I have been scared. Ever since god told me he was giving me the perfect day. Hearing him pronounce all those wonderful blessings over me was exciting at first, until I penned it down on the blog and realized now the whole world would be watching.
I hate to fail. I hate to be less than perfect. I hate not knowing the details of how things will work out. But walking with god is teaching me that I will only have enough light to take the next step, and the next, and the next.
Faith is Made of This 