So much has happened in the last sixty minutes – from hearing God tell me to step out on faith and take a risk – to attempting to do that (and will still do that when opportunity presents itself) – to having a completely out of the blue opportunity  happen for my husband literally during the moment  I was stepping out on faith – to then about thirty minutes later having a door shut for me at this time – to questioning if I still take a risk – to realizing (or attempting to still realize) that what God has told me to do isn’t dependent on that door.  And all the while wondering what in the world I am doing and feeling sad and confused and anxious and excited all at the same time.

I know this is completely vague, and I will be specific in a day or two.