Boating

I am such a lost lamb. Learning and persevering all alone. I wish I could take back what I said and how I acted towards a friendly stranger. But I find myself still as a kitten with her tail up, expecting everyone to be a hound.

I could be out on a lake, shooting the breeze, meeting new people. But I am my own worst enemy and I shun all who would be kind.

Please forgive me, stranger. I wish I were already made pure and holy. But I find myself still human and ever so damaged.

‘Fear of man will prove to be a snare, but whoever trusts in the LORD is kept safe.’

What of anger towards man? Caustic, judgmental anger? Where does that leave a lamb?

The spirit is willing, but the flesh, it fights.

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