The Way Home

I thought I could take it on my own and my own words tricked me into thinking I was right.  No dark or grey would I face in my eyes, but only the colors of the bright new day. With my mind set on the worldly goals I wasn’t even able to pursue.  Soon these glazed eyes started looking for answers I was unable to find and I knew that it’s getting hard to see, hard to see my path to my destiny. It’s hard to see, hard to see, but then you show me. I am just a child and cannot find my footing fast enough to keep on looking.  In this world it’s wild, with its good for the wrong reasons and deep inside me, I longed for your embrace deeply. Stubborn child to think, me, in my own sins and scars, could ever take on a life I dreamed of so clearly every night; a life that is molded by sinful men and is “perfect”, a life that was made up with the fakeness of what’s real.  How unthinkable the task, but right now to you I ask. Can you show me? Because the debris is bringing me to my knees and my eyes can’t take much more. I’m away from the sun that your light shines to make me see. I long for it so you opened the door and my eyes, oh my eyes I could see clearer. What a change to feel arms around me, telling me what I need to do. You saved me because I cried to you with proof I was a sinner. The dirt on my knees was cleared by my own father, I was like a child who had fallen on the ground, but revived by the love of one.  I was scared, but as I look into your eyes, in my faith the loneliness of this world just fades.  I can no longer think the way I did; my mind is fragile. My steps are fitting in the world’s ground and as I walk I get lifted up in the air by your glory and power. I need not to fear where I am going; you show me. I feel not alone with this clear shadow sitting next to me and waiting right next to me which would be for the next time I fall; I will have you all in me to lift me up again. I glance and take a deep breathe and continue on with you Lord as my light and my path, with you Lord ahead of the way. Where you are guiding me, loving me in all that I do that is in your name. You are right. And the light still shines on me and my future is like a dark glass window.  I can see the picture, but it’s not all clear for there are things beyond me I cannot understand. But my faith tells me I need not to worry; for what is to be known, will be shown as I enter in the arms of God. Thank you for showing me the way HOME.

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