Choices You
face a door...
Do you open
it?
A cold, Clammy had turns the knob. (its
yours)
Slowly, cautiously you peek inside.
A voice calls
harshly,
"Either in or out!"
You plunge
in
head
All uncertainties
You're the
life
first.
left
behind.
of the party,
Trying new things, (or are you?) Your head starts pounding.
The insecurities are back. "What am I doing here?" You bolt out the door, Escape...
Freedom? Now where? The night is so dark you You stumble and fall,
can't see,
In desperation...
Aery Tor
help...
A guiding had reaches You
A
out.
face a door...
sigh,
(not again)
A hand on
your shoulder.
You're not alone.
A look of encouragement. Words of assurance. You reach
And open
for the door.,
it.
Warmth and words of welcome You want to go in. But your feet won't move. "You can't do it alone,"
A soft
voice whispers.
"Help
me
then..."
With a smile on His lips And compassion in his eyes. The Lord takes your hand. And you walk in side.
By Rhonda
Rossier
greet you.
