Where Do I Stand

I stand at the crossroads too many to count I spin around in circles seeing doubles all about. He reminds me of my father says I'm a lot like his mother I just wish he could look deeper than age or beauty and other. I want to see him as God does wish he'd see me in that light too we look for things in common but these are so few. We each spend days alone though we talk on the phone we keep ourselves busy we've got skills to hone. I wonder where we're going only God knows for sure He's told me about changes... a bit of what I'll endure. We've both been hurt that I surely know so I see we'll be taking this a little easy and slow. God can heal our wounds binding up our hearts He'll speak to us through us replacing any missing parts. I know we're going somewhere I'll take the road he does we'll be carrying our Bibles deep inside of us. SKB