I'm starting to feel what God wants me to do. How strange a sentence to say? It is only beginning to take form and it frightens me because I can't possibly have the time to do all this. I'm beginning to think that my calling is to other women, and not just any women, but struggling women; struggling in their faith, their marriage, their kids, their place in life. These are the women I need to reach out to.

This is what I know:
I have to write the second book
I have to get a DVD together (more later on this)
I have to start speaking to women. Like a conference? I'm not sure, but it might be.

I've been running in circles for two years trying to figure out where I fit in and God has his hand out to me now, waiting for me to take this gift. He let me get good and crazy, wrapped up in every other thing I could think of before he let me have this, I think so I knew I wanted it when he came bearing this gift.

How am I supposed to do this? That I have no idea, but it's here, it's mine and I need to step up to the plate and take a swing. It's time for me to do what I've been called to do.