I am at a standstill without traffic.
I am running my iron-bound feet into the ground.
I am running out of energy, too.
Hope will outlast this, however.
Still, where will I go?
I need prayer.
I thought I knew where I was going.
I thought I knew what I was doing.
I was wrong. And now I am lost.
I need direction.
The Lord knows the details.
I trust in Him more than my feet.
I need him... more than any fellowship.
Thanks.
I know it is muddied request.
I am in the mire and cannot speak.
--IDEA
I am running my iron-bound feet into the ground.
I am running out of energy, too.
Hope will outlast this, however.
Still, where will I go?
I need prayer.
I thought I knew where I was going.
I thought I knew what I was doing.
I was wrong. And now I am lost.
I need direction.
The Lord knows the details.
I trust in Him more than my feet.
I need him... more than any fellowship.
Thanks.
I know it is muddied request.
I am in the mire and cannot speak.
--IDEA

