I hear her. A tiny, hesitant whisper of who I used to be. She stayed hidden for far too long. And it is time. It is time to stare fear down and find my place once again. My place of peace and purpose. I miss the days with my youth group kids where my heart felt on fire. Where the very idea of them watching my every move kept me on my toes. I want to get back to that place where God felt as close as my next breath. I will get there.
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