Perpendicular and Parallel (People)

The past couple of weeks have been super duper full of newness, in situations especially, and some confusion. Some frustration. Peace. Joy.
I feel like I'm in a place where if I tried to retrace my steps I would find no bridge. I just can't go back to the way things were. But I can pull away if I get the word. I feel like I'm doing what God wants me to do, though not well. Far from perfectly. It's so good to realize that. So good. I am not perfect. But I want to do things His way.
And since I feel like I'm actually waging war, pressing, pushing, fighting, I think that in these kinda situations and places-growth. I am trying to be careful, to gaurd my heart. I had a really good conversation about that a couple days ago. I need to be aware of what is going on in my own heart. Be aware of where I am leaning, be aware of hinderances, be aware of distractions, i believe this. I want a pure heart. And clean hands, lips. I want to be innocent, but I want to be wise. I don't wanna to just give into things because it's more comfortable than fighting.
I am the Lord's. No matter where I go, I am the Lord's. No matter the mistakes, I am His. I choose Him. I want to be sealed. The end. It is decided. I am His, He is mine, and that settles it. Forever. Completely.

Now, time for a silly song:

"I am a street, you are a street
we're parallel lines- we never meet,
just sit side by side, wondering why.
I think I know..."