Crossroads

God, sometimes you are just so mysterious!
Now is one of those times. So many options.
I feel my desperation; I ache.
I sit and wonder when will HE arrive.
What am I to do now?
You say faith is believing without seeing,
Trust, simply put.
And, I've come to a point in my life
Where I must walk, a bit blindly, onward
Knowing that You will meet my pain and wonder
With good, with hope, with strength,
With exactly what I need and many of my wants.
And so, I await your direction, your divine provision.
Perhaps I will stay in Betel or journey to Spain.
Maybe my holy path will lead to Menno House.
Is my next direction San Fran or Hell's Kitchen?
I see not, but you will lead me.
And though this is a bit painful and sad to bear,
YOU WILL LEAD ME.
For there is no other help or hope but YOU.