A letter to myself.
How much more of this life can you handle on your own? How long do you think you can continue keeping Him at the bottom of your list? Like you, I once travelled that road of solitary strife, fueled by selfish pride and ignorance. But the pavement of this road is cracked and worn and its end is surely abrupt. Yet onward you press, weighted by confusion and guilt, hoping that somehow... somewhere your heart will find fulfillment. You show diligence, but the diligent search of the blind will never result in sight. Listen to this instruction with the eager ear of an earnest student for what I say is true.
You cannot do this alone.
Do not be afraid for the Helper will come.
You cannot do this alone.
Do not be afraid for the Helper will come.