Self, you’re not really going to admit you’re afraid? – The Answer

I see the vessel containing, what appears to me, to be the last drops of faith-oil.  My life circumstances feel like a drought with no end in sight.  Without a trace of a rain cloud, the lack of opportunity threatens to last beyond what I feel sure I will be able to endure. … More Self, you’re not really going to admit you’re afraid? – The Answer

Self, what does {try} look like through your filter of life experience? (continued)

Either way, I tend to be quick to jump out of the boat – just like Peter – right into the water two feet first.  My eyes are on Jesus, wanting to succeed in this new adventure, and make Him proud of me – a step and then another.  But the waves and the wind and the dark, scariness of the whole thing overwhelms my initial excitement and… … More Self, what does {try} look like through your filter of life experience? (continued)