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Wednesday, January 9, 2008

The Way Less Traveled

the way home graphic from art.com
Matthew 7: 14 Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.

I was reading this verse today and over the past few weeks I have been working on an article for single young people about the over all happy ending when you take the road less traveled. I am not a big, big poetry fan, but I had to memorize the Robert Frost poem The Road Not Taken(below) in the 6th grade, and it has always stuck with me, but more so now than then. It is a testament of my faith in God and living for him, walking his path under the guidance of his direction. Lately I have written about faith, and disappointments and such, but in all that I have been faced with I know that my decision to have peace with God's will places me on the path less traveled. I know that being a single mom really is something of a choice that I made earlier in my life to take the road that is most traveled, following the crowd, living the life of the times but I thank God everyday for pulling me off that path and leading me down the more narrow path which has been nothing but bliss and peace for me. There is a saying " The road to hell is paved with good intentions", well if that's the case, then I will just take the one less traveled, the one that is narrow, the one that comes with a guide to hold my hand through the way, and to carry me when I can't walk and the one that has made all the difference in my life! Be blessed and encouraged today!-smfg
The Road Not Taken
by, Robert Frost
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference