My heart hears the gentle whisper of the holy spirit.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yea, but what about this.. and how am I supposed to.. I can’t..”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yea, but…. ”

“Adam… do you trust me?”

“I do, but help me to trust you more….”

Uncertainty creeps into my mind as a fog gently rolling in..
A path that once shown clear.. now lay hidden beneath me..
All that has passed.. now becomes questioned..

“Was I wrong? Why am I here? Where do I go?”

Words wrestle in my heart… Insecurities wreak havoc in my mind..
Peace flees.. Mountains escalate..
Tasks that were once simple.. now become unbearable.
Each step forward gives more reason to give up.

Yet in the most deafening of circumstances.. a still voice arises

“Why do you anguish for a life that is not your own?”