I wondered if this would happen. I always like to push myself to extremes. On Day 3 my left ankle began to hurt A LOT. The weight. The distance. It was impacting me. First thought was: "Why did I decide to carry so much or walk so far each day?" No matter, the plan was to help abused women and I was going to push through the pain. But I was listening. When pain speaks, you need to listen. It means something is wrong. 

Are we listening? To those around us. To a hurting world. To what God is saying.

Be still.