Solid Rock

Weary,
As I struggle to keep walking
with exhaustion a step behind.
Doubt,
enters my mind and embraces all thought
as I fight to keep my head up.
Looking back along this path,
I cannot help but question what I have been doing.
The frustrations of today,
point to the inabilities of yesterday,
making me aware of my own shortcomings.
These thoughts weigh me down,
as I sink into the mire of doubt.
Trying to look up but darkness
blocks out your light.
God,
I cry out to you from this place,
for I cannot make it out on my own.
Help me Lord, out of this mess I've made,
and place my feet upon you, the solid Rock