I just walked along an old song when I was in college, Lover of my Soul by Amy Grant from the Album, My Utmost for His Highest. I had this individual tapes.

You used to buy these cassettes then. They were precious to me.

My life was erratic during those times but the pressure of life and the people who cared around me allowed me to believe and pursue great deep things.

I feel a way to grieve when I hear this song. Grief allows you to process confusion and fear. It also strengthens you not to be overwhelmed by testing. The testing of your faith. I miss those hard trying days.

I pray Lord that as I grow up, I may not lose those childlike faith, the way I do now. :(

I really pray I wont.