THE WALK (PLEASE LISTEN)
Lord, I am walking your way.
Let me in, for my body tires and my feet are sore.
My clothes are torn and ragged.
Look into my eyes Lord, as my sins will play out on them, as on a screen.
From You I hide nothing, read them all.
I repent everything; forgive as only you my Lord, can.
Then send me back on my path, as I will walk on.
Until you Lord, call me home and bid me rest.
P.S. when you drive on a Lake in winter like this. Keep your windows
down, for if you break through, that is all that you will need to do! AS I AM A SKY PILOT...