You’re unsure. Discouraged. Doubting.
You’re waiting and wondering. How do you know what to do next? You think you know but you’re hesitating. How how does anyone really know anything? How do you think about it?
A few words come to mind: Don’t be afraid. You don’t hear the words, you just remember them for some reason.
Then you feel another word: Come. Very subtle, no big deal. The word just lightly occurs to you. So lightly that if it was balanced on your sleeve the shallowest breath would blow it away.
Then: Go. Yeah, right. C’mon, is that just you?
You take a walk. It’s morning and the sun is just coming up over the trees and it shines so bright in your face that you have to squint.
You keep walking, and the rhythm of your footsteps brings the words of a song to your mind:
I know who goes before me
I know who stands behind
The God of Angel Armies
Is always by my side