The Road

I wrote this poem many years ago. I am inspired to post it after hearing the sermon this past Sunday. As we continually approach the Day of the Lord, a reflective question for us to ask ourselves is, "What road am I on?"

The Road

Oh dark and wide road,

Where is it that you lead,

Calling with Pide Pipers tune

And reaping hearts in need?

Blinding with a false light,

Hardening with a bitter freeze,

Beckons the ways of this world,

"Follow me - if you please

Fame, fortune, happiness,

A big house or a nice car,

Money or a high position,

The right to name a star."

The flesh overcomes the soul.

Our eyes look on what we want;

Then worships things of idleness

That some day will be lost.

What looks so easy...

What looks the right way...

The road many travel,

Is made to lead astray.

So fix your eyes on Majestic wings

And a fiery blaze of grace.

Look upon the Giver of Life

And seek His Glorious Face.

Trust the refining fire.

Eternal Life, Hope, Promise behold.

And take the path less travel,

The Light and narrow road.