My constant companion.
I slept in a shelter along the path to another, distant village. I awaken to unfamiliar surroundings. Being new, my reactions are new.
Yet still it is me on this bunk. Still it is me looking out a new, small window.
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Over days upon days I have come to know myself and my ways; you have taught me to look honestly at my own will. The one whom I came to know at home is here now. I brought my whole basket of trials and joys with me.
Still it is me praying to you, Lord.
Let me follow your will, even along the way to new lands.
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I accept and love who I am?
Reading:
“The longest journey is the journey inward.” — Dag Hammarskjöld
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“Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.” — Seneca
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“If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow me.” — Luke 9:23 (KJV)
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