Tonight a friend of Carol and I asked for some girl advice. He wanted to know the answer to the burning question, "When do you know she's the one?" The conversation inevitably steered toward faith. My own pursuit of Carol was a journey of faith. Faith in a guy named Jesus. The journey's directions were very clear. I'm thankful that He authored those steps. But it wasn't always that easy. Truth is, Jesus has helped me journey through life in all its varieties - rotten, ecstatic, uncertain. Sometimes roads have forks, but no signs. Sometimes it's pitch black outside. Often times I'm flying through a turn and I can't see what's around the corner. But I still find my way safely. This has to be a miracle.