Sometimes I feel like quitting. It’s too hard to pray before bedtime; it’s much easier to turn on Netflix. It’s easier to press like on the latest post begging for donations to send to Haiti; it’s a lot harder to budget the money to send.too hard to speak up about controversial topics, I’d much rather just mind my own business. It’s more socially acceptable to laugh along with the gossip than to interject some blatantly kind words, or suddenly change the subject. Many times, every day, and every week, I am faced with the choice: follow Jesus, or turn away.