I am generally a go-getter. I see something that needs to be done, and I push myself until the job is done, especially God things.  That is until I could not do one more thing this week.  A spirit of unwillingness had crept into my heart, and I was at a loss to get going again.  I was done. No more hard things were stuck on repeat in my head, and I found myself sitting down and unable to move. The words “I don’t want to” were like a heavy cloak draped over my heart, and I could not throw them off.   I wrestled and dared to ask God…