A Truckers Challenge
Stepping out
in Faith, I'm cut to the heart, I get in my truck and from my family depart. I
miss them more and more the longer I'm gone, and the more I'm gone the more I
feel withdrawn. The work week goes quickly, and my weekend drags on, I have no
one to talk to, no one to look upon. With tears I question as to why I'm here,
I toil all day traversing this new frontier. But the answer is simple, I know
it quite well, I have to provide for my family, so many bills to quell. So, I
look to the Almighty, from where my help comes from, to help me be the man that
He would have me to become. To make the road smooth and my freight seem lite, I
know that through Him, He will make everything alright. These are the growing
pains that I have to overcome, and it can feel very easy to walk around
sullying in glum. But I have to stay focused and feed into the Word, that one
day this will be a memory and one that is preferred. Because He's set me on
this path for a reason, a reason I do not fully understand or know, but this
one thing I do know, is that it’s time that in Him I will begin to again grow.
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