What do you do, when the people you trust can't handle your truth and leave you by the wayside feeling alone and unsure of your feelings? What do you do, when the people you trust take your truth and mix it with their opinions and spread it like a poison as deadly as the venom of a vicious snake? You steal away. You get to your quiet place. You go there, and you stay there; not in isolation but in consecration until you hear clearly. You steal away...