I did not choose the path I tread –
It winds through places that I dread;
It rises steep near cliffs of doom
And shrouds my heart in lonesome tomb.
But while I walk upon this way,
A Voice of calm bids me be brave;
A Stranger walked this way before,
And suffered as His cross He bore –
So if He calls me to this place,
I’ll tread with courage, by His grace.
So beautiful, and real, it brings tears to my eyes.
Some very light ones for tomorrow, just to change the mood… π
Oh that’ll be good–I’m continuing my “heat wave” poems…And trying to figure out what to say about my first blog anniversary, coming up (I so wanted to have a party–but there’s hardly anyone around–whine…).
Cheese goes well with that… so what to do to properly celebrate? A blogoversary – what goes with that? Gold? China? I never know what the etiquette is… π
I’m thinking more RAM (like I know what I’m talking about, sure), something computer hardware/software-ish–certainly not paper, unless of course it’s computer paper–I could always use more of that, and printer ink! Gee, maybe I should get on a “gift registry”–never thought of that! I seriously need to eat some dinner–I tore apart my bedroom today, cleaning and rearranging, and tossing stuff–so I’m starving and delirious (yet again). My new normal–
I think definitely ink. And newly forged normals are just fine! π
Ink it is, then–I’ll put that in the post, so everyone will be on the same page when they plan their blogoversary parties!
So lovely
Thank you, Holly!
So very beautiful!!! Amen!!!
Thank you!
Beautiful, as you are.
Aw, thank you! π
Lovely, Melody! This speaks to my soul. We can be brave!
Indeed! There is power enough to spare. And we don’t need to be ashamed of the process, the road we are on, and where we are at right NOW!
truth!
For years I’ve been dealing with a situation that is pretty important for me to right. Every year I’d attempt to get it righted… and every year I’d fall short and still have to deal with it … It finally came to me that perhaps there’s a reason I had to keep coming back to this thing… Each time I failed, I had also built one more step up. This year I succeeded and the whole thing is thoroughly righted right down to the roots. It’s as if it was very important that there be no stone left unturned … that every aspect be completed … every i dotted and every t crossed. We learn a lot along these roads. We learn a lot about what makes the world work.
True! And we need not be ashamed for where we are at on our path – that I am slowly learning. I am always waiting to be somewhere else. Further along. But like you say, it is the experiences we glean that make us ready to accept and walk in Truth!
Wonderful!
I reblogged this, to adorn my place with something good!
That’s so sweet. Thank you!
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