I commit to the journey, not knowing where it will lead.
I trust in your spirit, Lord, to open the doors, so that I may progress.
When the way is clear, I rejoice.
When the way is clouded or confusing, I wait patiently for clues.
For the crooked road invites me to surrender to your plan.
And no matter how many times I do it, I still struggle each time You ask it of me.
For in truth, I would like to have "arrived" and not still wander.
And yet, I am on a journey, a journey that calls forth faith.
A journey that challenges me to continue moving and not sit idly by.
Sometimes, though Lord, I get pretty tired of the journey.
So send down some of that loving Presence, to encourage my soul.
For otherwise, I might falter and stumble.
Which is not the end of the world.
But is a type of darkness. And You are Light.
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