I’ve had a few epiphanies in my lifetime, and all of them have been important. But this one, this is the biggie.

It happened in November of 2004, eighteen years ago this month. I was scrubbing the kitchen floor. While I scrubbed, I listened to some Bible teaching on cassette tape.

So let me back up a little.

About two years earlier, in 2002, I remember being curled up in my favorite big comfy chair for my early morning devotions and Bible study time.

(Sometimes I sat at my desk and typed out my thoughts and what I was learning, but this was a time of coziness with the Lord in the big chair with a blanket.)

I remember holding my arm out in front of me and pressing against the air.

“God,” I prayed, “It seems like there’s a wall in front of me, and I can’t progress in my Christian life. I think maybe I can see something beautiful out there, but it’s hazy, and I can’t quite grasp it. I feel a little silly praying this because I don’t even know what the wall is or even if it’s really there. But . . . whatever it is, if it is, would you bring it down? Would you make it collapse or make a way for me to go through it or make a way for me to leap over it?”

How did God answer this request? Find out the rest of the story here.