A Life Of Surrender
I grew up knowing about God — but knowing about someone and truly knowing them are two very different things. For years I lived a life that looked fine on the outside. I had faith in the background, like a painting on a wall you stop noticing. I went through the motions, said the right things, showed up when it mattered. But inside, there was a quiet ache I could not name. Something was missing, and I kept looking for it in all the wrong places.