God stops me in my way,
calling out my name,
"lay your cares before me,
I'll light a path for you."
I beg my friends,
to call me crazy,
for hearing this,
unworldly call,
and yet,
they all say,
"pray."
With every thought,
I grow more certain,
I'm called to go,
and terrified of that.
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