Roads… a poem of life

How difficult does your road have to be

Is it filled with potholes

Or as smooth as the sea

Is it scattered with pebbles

And filled with cracks

Are there mountains or molehills

Or well-worn down tracks

Trace, Sand, Tire Tracks, Sea

Is it uphill or down

Which way do you go

Do you have a destination

Are you stuck in the snow

Is your path blocked by a rock slide

Or fallen down tree

What gets in your way

When you’re trying to see

woman standing between narrow cave pathway

Do you look for specs

In another one’s eye

When the log in your own

Could cause you to die

Take care on your travels

For they lead to the past

Find the smooth road ahead

Because it all goes too fast

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THE GIFT…a short story

As I sat on the park bench I happened to glance down and see a peanut sitting inconspicuously behind one of the legs.  Naturally, I bent over and picked it up.  Glancing up, across the walking path, I noticed a squirrel suddenly stop his constant hopping and digging to give me a hard stare of anticipation.

Laughing aloud and looking down at the small nugget of gold, that I obviously held in my hand, I debated whether to toss it over to the little grey fur ball or hold it out as an offering.

Isn’t this what we do in life sometimes?  We know what the right thing to do is, yet we hesitate and try to figure out another path. 

Instinct tells me to toss the peanut to the squirrel, so why don’t I do just that?  Is it God whispering to me to toss the small gift, and, in return, me trying to rationalize another or better way?  Perhaps.

Am I being selfish to want the squirrel to come and take the prize from my hand?  Why do I need that confirmation of its trust? 

In the end… I tossed the peanut to the squirrel and he cracked it and ate it then and there.

My reward was found in my own smile and warmed heart!  Thank you, Lord!

Hebrews 13:16  “And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased.”

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REVELATION… faith

Cross, Sunset, Humility, Devotion
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I heard the words, “STOP NOW!”

It wasn’t so much an audible voice as much as it was a tangible voice inside my head.

“God?” I said aloud, “I am here, and I am listening.”

There was a silence that lasted for what seemed minutes.  The hairs on my neck began to stand on end as I felt the inevitable getting closer.  His voice was about to penetrate again.  In the anticipation of this, I took a deep breath. 

“My son,” said He.  “My plans for you are the very plans you know in your heart.  Slow down, and listen to your heart.  In this, you will be listening to me.”

I then fell to my knees with tears freely flowing and said to my Lord and Savior, “I am yours, Lord.  Your will be done in me and through me.  I will listen to my heart.”