There's always one person in my life, looking out for me. Watching for land, so I can port up and refresh my supply. Watching for rocks, for the safety of my vessel to not breach the hull. Watching for sand, so I don't wash up and become idle.
God has been kind to give me others with keen insight. He's also giving me sight to see for myself. Things that otherwise, given commonplace and happenstance, would not be a second, or third, or God forbid, fourth consideration. New lighting, obscurely bright lighting - blowing out form and shape - giving new meaning to closer, yet ostensible, prospects. I have still a lot of "I don't knows" sitting in my hat, and an awful lot of cleaning the smudges off my lenses. My spotters yet remain.
What's next is ______________________.
My life is MadLibs, but God wrote a plan.
May I ever be before His providential hand, to know the unknowable and be who he wants me to be.
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