Remember when I accidentally decided to live in faith?
Well, living in faith has been harder than living in self-reliance, at least to the naked eye.
In the last year, I have plummeted into a violent divorce, my company has suffered a hostile-nearly successful take over. I have not a single friend left from my previous life I can call to talk with. My family looks at me like a dead pariah. I went from making six figures to no figures. My real estate properties are auctioned off to what must have been the lowest bidder. I have became alone in the desert, figuratively and literally; I am trapped somewhere between Las Vegas and San Bernardino with nothing but a water bottle, one Facebook friend and stale, budget motel room.
And, Dear God, I have never been so blessed.