In an effort to find my path in life, I endure the struggle of creating balance. I cry out to the world, "You don't know me," because many times I am lonely. As the road narrows for peace my sanity is threatened. I find myself searching for my place, my gift. I 'm slipping slowly into an abyss of endless concepts concerning me. When I try to identify the essence of who I am, I often look for comfort from others. I scream, "Talk to me," don't play mind games when we are in too deep. As I drift from earthly pleasures and obtain more treasures in Heaven I find myself thirsty. During exchanges of intimacy with the Lord I've found a life long change occurring. My testimony relates a personal fight I have endured. Our Heavenly Father has tamed the anger within and I have fought the secret flyer with friends. In this time of war and rumors of war, wake up remnant, Jesus is coming. On an symbolic journey on the road to Petra, we seek a place of safety from a dying world. We can find safety in humility as we walk with Jesus Christ. I am boldly waiting on you Lord, Jesus and I pray for humanity in my silent cry.
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