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Unsure Of My Calling
Unsure of my calling,
lacking a sense of direction,
I stand still. Like muddy waters,
I become stagnant, and stale.
Unsure of my calling,
lacking a sense of direction;
to go anywhere, I fail.
I stand still, as fear slaughters
my hopes, my dreams.
I stand still, stagnating from within,
lacking any sense of direction.
I’ve strayed from the trail
set before me by my King,
and now I have no compass
to get me back on track.
I really enjoyed this poem. it remined me of myself. I hvae spent the past 30 plus years trying to run away from myc alling, but just got pure clarity and understanding of it on all thigns my 31st birthday. I spent years in college just to get my doctorate in Philosophy only to find myself looking forward to be working in the ministry of helping people more and more. As my mother puts it we are all missionaries each day of our life that we are serving the Lord and helping others.