“I asked Father for guidance, but I continue to be lost. It isn’t that I don’t like helping Rosier. I enjoy my time with him, but… I can tell it isn’t what I’m meant to do.” Chewing. “I can feel that our Heavenly Father has a different path for me, but I can’t decide what it is. He left me with all this jewelry you see on me,” he wore it all today, “and some instruments, but I have no clue how to use them! I’m not nearly as good as the angels of music I hear out in the streets. It fills me with shame; I worry our Father looks at me with disappointed eyes.”
