Down this familiar road I journey once again.  All my friends are still here; loneliness, sorrow, and longing.  They tell me that they never left.  Down this well trodden path I walk again.

     But this time the perspective is different, instead of hanging my head low and lurking in the dark I now hold my head high and look toward that pillar of fire to guide my way.  This time it's right, this time I'm better off, this time I'm finally relying on the One who will never let me be alone again.

this was written after my divorce from my first wife.  she had just left after making the decision to not pursue counseling and to proceed with the divorce.  after she left i went inside and standing at the counter in my moms kitchen i prayed to God that I was done trying to find things my own way and that whatever he had for me it had to be better than what I can give to myself.  later that night this was written