I leaned my head against the plane window. It was dark out; I had caught the red eye flight to London. It was December of 2011 and so many things wurled through my mind.

That's so odd Lord. How can it be so similar? Lord, she's missing the point! Everything we believe is almost the same…her heart obviously desires to serve you, the real God of this Earth! The dissecting of our conversation continued. And then transitioned into, "Lord? I feel as if this season of my life is coming to an end. ...