Fear...
The matte of your eyes as the pupils widen and irises darken.
The frail and ghostly look washing over your skin.
A steady drum losing its tempo as it races toward the stampede of your heart.
Clamey hands clenching before letting go second later, only to repeat.

The unknown endless results from options A and B.
A. Ignore the reckless emotion as you walk wall to wall
Or
B. The first easy maze where the exit is a false hope.

C thru Z are black holes that leads to the same beginning.
Stop running.
Drop to your knees.
Bow your head.
The Lord is calling you to the Journey.
Wash your fear and sins with the blood of the Lamb
Lay down your doubts
Feel the pressure and stress ease off your shoulders
As he breaks the chains holding this endless cycle.
Follow the Journey to your inheritance.
The Jorney is a home to all
As it is the Word of God.
The body of christ as his spirit is in us,
Waiting for us to grow the seed of hope his word gives.
So reach in your soul and ask
What path is yours to follow?

The whisper in the wind answers
He calls you to
The Journey.
Welcome