I was going to quit. Two years ago. One year ago. Every October, it seems I found myself here-contemplating walking away from writing, walking away from blogging, walking away from my calling. Fear would begin to bubble up in my heart. Doubt would creep into my mind. What was I doing? Who was I? Every insecurity I had about myself would come flooding to the top bringing all sorts of reasons I should walk away. All the reasons except one—God. Who I am, my story, my voice, and m[...]