Resting place

Its been a rough narrow road You have known my fears my aches my struggles And seen my sores do you remember? That boat you slept in when the waters were troubled? Do you remember? well someimes i know my life's like that Like that boat on troubled waters I sail through inspite of... I know that i can easily find a harbor yet again i aint made for the harbor but to trudge along this rough narrow road. i realise now that i cant trudge on my own I need a shoulder to cry on, An arm to grasp, hands to lift me up when i fall, eyes to see when my sight fails me, a voice to encourage me when am losing hope, a savior to focus on when my faith is waning i need a resting place... not just a harbor, a constant resting place along this rough narrow road. you are my resting place. You have been there, you know it all, You can be it, You are it- My resting place. Deut 33;12 10/06/02