Failure. And now, what? A choice; one that counters my all too repetitive past. Begin again, right here and right now. No waiting and no sulking, but only beginning. I’ve asked the Lord to walk with me to where he wants me to be. And then, I fell off the path. So, get back up and back on. And stay. For though this path is narrow and constantly winding, I must stay. Though other, better looking paths entice my flesh, I must stay. Though this path leads me through dark places; through dry deserts and painful, scorching sun, I must stay. Through all that comes on the path, I must stay. For I’ve asked the Lord to walk with me to where he wants me to be. And on this path and on my leader must I stay focused. I must stay.
SRay
July 21st, 2005 at 11:15 am
Hey friend…you need to read Hinds Feet on High Places, by Hannah Hurnard. you would love it, and it’s an extended version of this entry. just a suggestion…see you soon!
July 21st, 2005 at 2:14 pm
Hey hey. Thuoght I would drop you a line.. hope you are having a fantastic summer.
Kara
July 23rd, 2005 at 9:49 am
Mais, je le compreds, donc ne sois pas triste. Je suis ton ami n’importe où, d’accord? Je te manque aussi, mais je retournerai le 9 aôut, donc il ne sera pas longue. je t’aime mon frère. Aille à TheHouse ce soir et me dit comment ça va.
The tall white guy to eat lunch with.
July 23rd, 2005 at 11:37 pm
yo dude i leave monday mornin and im really…..well if you take every emotion ever….thats it….anyway i was really hopin we could get together tommorrow night….please call me!!!! itd be teh coolest thing ever….peace