Father, when I left, I really had no idea where I was going
I really did not see the road ahead of me
For I always knew my anguished desire to return to you
And your anxious desire to take me will lead me home
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So much about the constant human struggle in relation to the world and the divine whose love is welcoming but well opposed by the luring welcoming 'love' that the world holds out. Thanks for this blessed piece Padre