Still figuring out this life of mine,
No clear map, just crooked lines.
But every step, though slow or fast,
Is leading me to home at last.
No need to match another's pace—
I’m running my one-of-one race.
Jul 26, 2025
Jul 26, 2025 at 2:06 PM UTC
Still figuring out this life of mine,
No clear map, just crooked lines.
But every step, though slow or fast,
Is leading me to home at last.
No need to match another's pace—
I’m running my one-of-one race.
Trust in God's Timing
