I walk down the busy road, my bags packed with hopes and dreams
A spark of hope ignites the fuel of my weary heart
Some say I’m close to the end, but could it be I’m at the start?
The speed of my cadence increases, the light shines on my face
My mind opens a door that I thought had been replaced
I peek inside for a moment and hear a lullaby
It feels warm and safe…in relief I sigh
I’m jerked back to the present as traffic screeches to a stop
I stand at the entrance of a narrow tunnel—so narrow my bags must be dropped
It is the only way forward, I have no other choice
I take a step inside the dark unknown, but hear a tender voice
He calls me by my name and tells me not to be afraid
He says “Keep walking toward me, on me your burdens lay.”
I say “Teacher, what about my bags and all the dreams I packed?”
He says, “Just follow my voice, and nothing will you lack”
He senses my pause as I stop a moment to think.
I say “Jesus, I’m so thirsty.” He says “My child i will give you a drink”
His voice fills the tunnel and my body feels at rest
He says “Robin, don’t look back, ahead is my very best.”
I say “Lord, I’m a little scared to let go of my plans”
And that is when i feel it…His hand on my hand
He knows I wont be able to do it on my own
As i feel His hand in mine, I know I’ve never been alone
I do not know how or when this dark tunnel will end
But I don’t care anymore because I’m walking with my Friend
I cried out for help and He ran to my aid
For my doubt and fear He has already paid
I say “Jesus, sometimes there is just so much strife”
He responds, “the gate is narrow, but not the life.”
I see the light ahead and how glorious it seems
He led me through the darkness to a life beyond dreams
