caught.

caught between who i am and who i want to be.
i want to love jesus more.
i want more of him everyday.

i want to make a difference;
can you see jesus in me?
do i emulate him?
please, tell me when i don't.

caught between seasons.
seasons of life and literal seasons of weather.
i want it to be summer -- free at last.
but when summer comes,
so will adulthood.
quite frankly:
ain't nobody got time for that.

at the same time,

i think i'm ready.

ready to move on and grow up

and be who i want to be

and head across the country

to seek jesus

and find him.

such a weird place to be in right now.

not quite sure what to do

or what to say

or where to go.

ready to leave

but

i refuse to leave before i have left my mark and made a difference

caught in this place that feels like limbo

but there's so much left to do

and so much kid left inside.

don't make me let go of her,

just let me go.