I crave the company of Christian Men. Not guys who go to church, but men who know their God, who rest in their Lord when life becomes rough. Those that sneak out at dawn to pray. I can't go this alone. God never told me to go this alone. This isn't a 40 Day Fast somewhere... this is life. In life, I need the encouragement and council and camaraderie of Christian Men who have a few scars. We might look and sound a little rough, they might not want us in the foyer at church, but I want to be with those who know how to fight, but more than just fight how to live. How to dance, how to wrestle with God in the twilight. Who may not have the answers all the time, but will struggle through with me.