The warning signs were there. Yield signs. Caution signs. Danger signs. Stop signs. I saw them all along the way. Sometimes they were bold like bright flashing lights. Other times just a soft and subtle voice, urging me to pay attention. But I chose to ignore them, determined to keep moving toward my destination. My passion for ministry and my desire to serve God fueled me and kept me going, until I realized I'd been traveling in the wrong direction. I allowed my environment, circumstances and even people to dictate my course until I finally realized I was nowhere near where I wanted to be....