So I have this fear of losing my grip on, well I don’t even know what to call it… sanity, focus, grip, balance, center; you get it. I am so very inspired by this authentic, outrageous, real, honest, pastor of music and connection in Atlanta who I have never met and only read his thoughts and words through his blog and Twitter.
I want to be authentic. I want to be honest. I want truth. Real.
I am terrified to do so. Why? and how do I knit that net to fall into when I leap from the stand?