In all my travels, I don’t think I have ever been this terrified to take this first step… agora phobia all the way… delayed me 2 hours leaving the house… second guessing every move I made… as if I have never done this before… sweating buckets I endured… until I could digest that, in fact, I haven’t done this before. New land. New mission. New season. My navigator control issues kicked in hard! For once I was traveling without a language barrier (first stop) yet felt so lost. Wow… still marveling in this free fall. Even upon waiting to board, I’m waffling between trusting He will provide all of my needs and stressing the uncertainty of unknowns, I yield my thoughts, and my defense mechanisms to the One who guides my steps.