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I'm scared.
I'm scared of walking forward.
And I'm sure as heck scared of walking backward.
But I'm even more scared of staying right where I am.

I'm scared.
I'm scared of letting go.
And I'm scared of pulling back.
But I'm even more scared of holding on forever.
I don't know where to go.
I don't know what to do.

All I see is Jesus fighting the way.
I sometimes sit unsure as why.
Why He still wants me here.
Is my purpose really just to help my family or is there something more?
What about when they get older?
I know I will want to get away on my own.

What is my purpose?
Lord, What is my purpose?
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