my place in this world

The wind is moving but I am standing still

A life of pages waiting to be filled

A heart that’s hopeful, a head that’s full of dreams

But this becoming is harder than it seems

Feels like I’m looking for a reason

Roaming through the night to find my place in this world 

Not a lot to lean on I need Your light to help me find my place in this world

If there are millions down on their knees

Among the many, can you still hear me

Hear me asking where do I belong

Is there a vision that I can call my own?       

– Place in This World, Michael W. Smith and Wayne Kirkpatrick

searching.  wondering.  pondering.  waiting.

hoping. expecting.

 

grace.

 

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