The prickles along the path remind you - you're in motion. I came to Him not knowing. Just letting my longing lead me. He received me, took me in, crowned me. My filthy rags burned away in His purifying light. As I sang to Him He cleansed me. As I sought Him He delivered me. As I closed my eyes in His presence He placed me in a wide open space. The transformation was like that of a butterfly not knowing how or having the responsibility of it's own change. Longing and desires are meant to be purely placed in the hidden protection of The Father's heart.