I went west seeking God.
I wanted to knock at the door and made it known that I am seeking the greater light.
A burning in my heart was the Spirit’s testimony that what I was doing was right for me.
In a sea of people, and under a storm of hail and insults I walked.
Singing my song unto the Lord, I waited.
I approached the gatekeeper and petitioned humanity for the errand of a deity.
I received an un-Christ-like answer in a Christ-like way.
My mission was completed, and not a twinge of regret filled my heart and soul.
I went seeking God.
I found Him in the tear-stained faces of my Sisters.