My Dark Road...
It's funny how emotions can change from one moment to the next. I thought I was doing okay with being here (after my trip) and I'm really not. There's such a need inside of me that just won't shake off quite easily. It's as if I'm driving on a road with no sense of direction or a guidance of any kind. There are no street lights, just trees, land and a road...a long road for me to travel. Yet there is so much darkness ahead. I knew that when I first moved down here to Orlando that thing's in my life would be a different and challenging road to travel. (I did not know it would be this dark.) At the moment, there are no street lights that are signaling me to turn left, right or to keep on driving straight ahead. There is only me and the road. But as I continue to drive, I realize that I forgot to turn on my head lights to see where I am going. I guess I forgot to pray as well before allowing myself to feel so down about not being able to clearly see the road that God want's me to travel on!