I feel the call, the pull, the tug, the strain to expand – the yearning on the inside to become. Not to build an empire, or conquer a continent. Simply to be a better man. To love better and stronger. To speak with greater clarity and turn up consistently aligned fully with my words and my faith. But it’s hard. I sit here with tears down my cheeks, aware of the push back by the status quo of my own soul, grappling to keep its comfort zone intact.