"Where do I go from here?"

The narrow and winding road.
It's finally pretty clear!!
No more thorns and thistles...
No more raging storms...
No more sinking sand...
But I can't see what's ahead.
It's dark.
I'm not really afraid of my future...
I know my Daddy God is holding it.
But I'm at a nice clear spot on that road.
It's peaceful.
But I'm getting bored. Or restless.
I'm tapping my feet..looking around..
"Where do I go from here, Lord?"
It feels like nothing's happening.
I don't wanna be complacent. Stagnent.
I want more. More of You.
I want to move on.
Hold my hand as I enter the unknown.
Show me where to go from here.
I will follow You.