Following

Let go.

Oh, Lord.

I got on this ride, 

now I need to stop trying to dictate where 

it is taking me. 

I knew this was an adventure when I got on

so why am I trying to 

control and plan?

I need to let go of this iron 

grip I keep thinking

I've already let go of 

on my future

and I need to trust God to open

the right doors and I need to trust

the people He's given me

to give me wise counsel. 

Just wait,

he says. 

Have patience. 

Oh, this crazy ride.

3 weeks to be out and clean and ready to go. 

Where are we

(where am I)

going?

I want to make my plans

and dictate my life

(my life!)

because I feel like I'm being blown about,

a ship lost at sea...

following, blindly

do i trust?

I keep being led back here,

right back to this path.

I made this choice last fall.

I reclaimed it this past October

and I cannot leave it now. 

Be calm,

He says. 

I've got this. 

Okay. 

Take a deep breath. 

Do I trust him?

Do I trust Him?

It really doesn't make any sense to me,
it flies in the face of
convention
and culture
but...

Every time I try to do things
"right"
it seems to blow up in my face.

Oh, Lord. 

So here (I) 

go.