Change.
Change.
It doesn’t all feel good.
Changes do not guarantee my future,
Regardless of the inner leading,
Sometimes I am afraid.
And then I hear Him
Rustling, marching in the treetops
And I am reminded
He is always going before me.
Even when I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
I fear no evil.
For He is always with me
And before me.
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