To anonymous...

I'm not lost. I know where to go for the answers to my questions, so I'm not lost. Wandering maybe, but not lost. Nine years ago, God pulled me out of Egypt, and like the Israelites, I have been hesitant to enter the Promised Land out of fear. I see the giants and I think I must defeat them on my own instead of relying on God to fight the battles for me. A lot of my problem is how I think of God. I project my own ways of thinking and doing on to Him...I think He functions as I do, which is simply not true. So, I think my first step is to seek God's Word for who He is and allow the Holy Spirit to transform my thinking. In learning who God is, I should also become aware of who I am, since only He can really answer that for me.

On to another subject.......

Read this:

Imagine you are walking down a leafy path. It is early spring before sundown, around six P.M. The sun is receding, and you are walking alone, caressed by the breezy light of the late afternoon. Then, suddenly, you feel a large drop on your right arm. Is it raining? You look up. The sky is still deceptively sunny: only a handful of clouds linger here and there. Seconds later, another drop. Then, with the sun still perched in the sky, you are drenched in a shower of rain. This is how memories invade me, abruptly and unexpectedly: drenched, I am suddenly left alone again on the sunny path, with a memory of the rain.
--from Reading Lolita in Tehran by Aza Nafisi

This book is amazing...the author is amazing...you must read it!