Fight or Flight

And so...It's time to get real honest.  I feel this as urgently as one would recognize the need to run if chased by a bear; knowing you must go--and fast--but praying with all that is in you that you're headed in the right direction. You just might collide, head first, into the bared teeth of a seething mama bear.  (And she is far tougher than Dad, as any man will tell you.)  I am praying for the wisdom I need to find the right words,  the strength and ability to express them, and the courage to be candidly, nakedly, entirely honest.  I pray that the expression of my thoughts, which are not my own, will be acceptable and pleasing in the sight of the One Who gives them to me.  I thank Him for allowing me to write them, and I thank you, my friend, for reading them, and the ones I have already written and posted here.  It is my further prayer that your heart will be blessed at least a little bit as I share the deepest parts of my own.  Because I promise you, that whatever words I may write, I will always, always, tell you the Truth.  Cross my heart.