This Is My Life
This is my life…more valleys than peaks, but mostly flat…a barren desert, the occasional oasis seemingly unable to sustain life, yet I live on. I brought myself here from the green land of new life and hope, following crooked paths chasing mirages that cannot deliver what they promise. I feel the burning heat, but the fires of Hell itself cannot melt the ice in my heart. I am traveling toward the distant mountain where I might find rest with my Lord, but I often lose site of it and wander aimlessly as time slips away. If I meet a fellow traveler, I offer to show the way and give of what I have, but I do not know the way and have nothing to share.