Pilgrim God, there is an exodus going on in my life:
desert stretches, a vast land of questions.
Inside my head your promises tumble and turn.
No pillar of cloud by day or fire by night that I can see.
My heart hurts at leaving loved ones
and so much security I have known.
I try to give in to the stretching and the pain.
It is hard, God, and I want to be settled, secure, safe and sure.
And here I am feeling so full of pilgrim’s fear and anxiety.
O God of the journey, lift me up, press me against your cheek.
Let your great love hold me and create a deep trust in me.
Then set me down, God of the journey;
take my hand in yours,
and guide me ever so gently
across the new territory of my life.
Joyce Rupp, American author and conference speaker
Answer me quickly, Lord;
my spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me
or I will be like those who go down to the pit.
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
for to you I entrust my life.