no one wants to hear about the things that hurt the most.

no one wants to know what will keep you from afloat.

what if someone cries and screams and it threatens you the most?

what if your lifeboat may sink, when you give someone hope?

where’s the evacuation route? where’s the leader here?

who’s in charge of saving those who have nothing left but fear?

What if there’s a wave approaching, will you cast a line?

What if you don’t know them will you leave them far behind?

Who are you Lord, my Savior? What do you want with me?!

God why now, why all this…why not so gently…?

How am I to bear it? Where am I to go?

Who am I to lead? Who am I to follow?

You know what I cling to, and what is precious to me.

You know what I have risked, and yet you still hold me.

The sea is churning oh so fast. Will I stay afloat?

Will I stay and will I be cast a line of hope?