Too stubborn to fall to my knees.
I don’t know which way to go,
Yet my feet continue to wander.
I don’t know what scares me more
What lies behind me
Or what lies ahead.
I can’t do it alone
But I’m too proud to admit it.
Father, help my weary, misguided soul,
For though I am a sinner
My heart longs for You alone.
Age 20