We are in the middle of a job change. Let me tell you something: it's scary. I know that God has us. I know that we will be ok. But change is scary, and sometimes fear and doubt creep in where they don't belong. Tonight I am awake when I should be asleep. My stomach is irritated. My mind racing. Yet I know that this physical reaction to an emotional distress will prove to be fruitless. If not for the now lack of desire for that coveted ice cream. See? Already a light.