Sticking with God
Fear. Sometimes it’s a good thing. An instinct meant to keep you safe from legitimate danger. That raise the hairs on the back of your neck feeling.
Several years ago, my husband and I were vacationing in Colorado and decided to take in the scenery with a hike along one of the many trails (and by hiking, I mean walking – but wearing khakis and boots). So, we’re just walking, er, hiking around the tree lined trail when we both smell that smell...