Some days, I have very little strength.
Other days, nothing.
Not even the ability to forget, or to remember
how to move or be.
A body collapsed, but not yet buried.
I consider, Maybe this is where the road stops.
Maybe this is the end.
The business of life.
I think about experiences, I think about people,
and accept the unsaid, the unfinished
the questions without answers.
In so doing, a weight is lifted.
I lay motionless on the side of the road,
beaten by the elements.
He finds me where I am,
wraps me in his cloak
leans me against his own strength,
and, together,
we continue moving.
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26 Then you will take delight in the Almighty
and look up to God.
27 You will pray to him, and he will hear you,
and you will fulfill your vows to him.
28 You will succeed in whatever you choose to do,
and light will shine on the road ahead of you.
and look up to God.
27 You will pray to him, and he will hear you,
and you will fulfill your vows to him.
28 You will succeed in whatever you choose to do,
and light will shine on the road ahead of you.
-Job 22: 26-28 NLT
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