Today another step has been taken. I continue to move forward, not by my own skill or talent, but by the grace and power of God. I remember when God told me, "Go," and not knowing exactly where Go meant, I said, "All right." First friendships were forged, alliances engraved in steel. Deep, personal, intimate friendships. Then God led me to start talking about spirituality with my friends. Next He called me to lead a Small Group for a couple friends. Time has swept me up in a whirlwind of confusion, and half an hour ago I stood back at the computer with my gut screaming anticipation. Nervousness tore me apart, and ironically Jeff's worship music seemed to revolve around God taking us over and living through us. It built up my confidence, and I prayed with several friends. I had practiced four or five times, and every time was rittled with breaks and shortcoming and jaggedness, filthy. I knew I couldn't do it. But when the time came, I didn't even have to look at my note card that much, and the words came like water. Nice.