Which is the Way?

Oh what does one do when she thought God wanted her to do something...and she worked and she worked till she couldn't anymore?

And she realizes she was not cut out for this thing?  And all she wants to do is run from it, for the relief to be free of it.  And so she does...

And she fears that all she has worked for is gone or wasted.  And what to do now? 

Oh the pressure...  It was there while striving, and it's still here.  Just different. 

And she wonders if she trusts in God for her strength or in hersef?  And will He lead her now?  Will He pick up the pieces of what is left - will He make a new path? 

Has He closed this door - and why? 

Oh if one would only believe... and trust.  To seek Him in this new place, which is an old place, but unfamiliar now.

The table without books and papers scattered everywhere?  Moments to blog or to sit without studying or to read what she wants?  How to spend these moments when she can't see the path in front of her anymore? 

Though the path is so unclear - one must pray He shows the way.

Oh show me the way to take!