I sat down on the day of my thirty second birthday, feeling honestly just tired, I felt like I was a failure as a leader, a failure as a minister in my community. I felt tired, rejected and when I feel that way I go to my heavenly father. I went to him and started writing "God I didn't think it would be this hard, it is costing me so much, my team complains to me that I am not enough, other leaders that I thought would help me treat me like I am the plague, people I thought were my friends only call me to get information. I didn't think it would be this hard, seriously.." I stopped right there and began to laugh at myself. I actually laughed out loud as w I put my words to paper I saw my immaturity right in my face. "I am sorry Lord, at what point did I ever think this was going to be easy." I have never been completely all in 100% until I launched our Propel Outreach a year ago. I sat down with Erin a year ago at this time and didn't meet her ey