Which Way Did He Go?
The farther along this road of life I walk, the more I realize I am without a map. Fortunately, God gave me a compass that always points toward him.
Mostly boring, sometimes insightful, always inane, often banal, but never, ever, anything but the truth about how I see the world.
I am a loud mouth at times, other times meek. I wonder at the world, but know not what I seek.
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... And perhaps, from time to time, a helping hand to point in a direction of a road they have traveled well?
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