I have been driven many times to my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had nowhere else to go.

Lincoln is credited with these words, but these days they are my words. Walking up and down the stairways and in and out of classrooms of Calvary Bible School, I am love, love, loving this station of my life.

Even as I cry and wrestle with class material and tweak time to grade papers, and talk with young ladies on my couch or on a walk, and feel completely drained every night, I love it. And though I have searched long for formulas and answers to hand out, I am happy to find again that usually the answers we need are found on our knees, hands open, faces toward Him who loves us and for whom nothing is too much.