The strangest part of this journey are the several seasons that God has prepared for the chapters to grow. In the earlier pages between chapters 21 and where we stand. The soils that which feed the harvest had shifted. Just like any other. I became filled with question. I laid down this book for weeks. But kept going back to its origin. So softly the voice kept saying, "Write from where you are presently placed." I elected to challenge. Only to learn of the roots that which we cannot see don't always match the surface of what we think we already know.