Will noone follow after God with me?

This road paved out for me is mine alone and yet I do not walk solo. God be with me now as I am overwhelmed with myself, unable to articulate the unseen weight of what I carry. It isn’t safe to express the depth of my loneliness. I will not resign to sucumb to a torn condition, my devotion to God be tested… let me see but a glimpse of my future perfection

Will noone help me hold these arms up?

Short, desperate spurts of prayer. I beg to be purified, to know you’re in there. Selfishly asking for more proof, yes, I know the truth. But I need the signs, throw me a line. And don’t cast me from your care .

Will truth continue to be forsaken?

I will follow and not look back although my heart betrays my strong resolve, a brave face even if merely crawling, I finish this race… make it so. Make it so.

The only way out is with you