The Road not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveller, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then too 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 on less travelled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

 

Matthew 7:13&14 (AMP), “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad and easy to travel is the path that leads the way to destruction and eternal loss, and there are many who enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow and difficult to travel is the path that leads to [everlasting] life, and there are few who find it.”

As a family we take nature walks every Wednesday afternoon. Our kids enjoy the time to explore and observe the beauty of the great outdoors. When we first start out, we always have the end destination in mind. This past week we chose the creek behind our house. To get to this creek we have to follow somewhat of a stony path that has been marked by our four wheeler. The road certainly is not an easy one, the rocks are huge and sometimes hidden among the grass and you always know when you find one because you almost see the ground up close and personal. Walking off the path is to risk being swallowed by tall weeds, attacked by thorn bushes and tripped by the cedar tree stubs.

Daddy and the boys usually lead the way with The Princess and I following as fast as her 4 year old legs can carry her. Most of the weeds growing around the path are taller than her and she is a little fearful of losing sight of our leader. We constantly remind her to just keep following the path and she doesn’t have to be afraid because we are right there with her.

Along the way not only are the weeds grabbing at us, but beautiful butterflies are flying over into the wildflowers and occasionally we may notice a bird or squirrel that is scurrying around off the beaten path, little distractions. Not all of those distractions are necessarily bad, but they can trip us up when we aren’t watching where we step and have our eyes off of the way. Sometimes we all need to be reminded that just a little farther and we will have reached our goal.

Once we get there, then we know the struggle was worth it. We can find rest, enjoy the peaceful sound of the trickling water, walk along the creek bed to find neat little treasures and see some pretty amazing water creatures that all remind us of our thoughtful Creator. We also usually see those same butterflies, squirrels and birds that earlier we had to pass on by.

There are so many lessons that these little excursions have been teaching me. The most important one has been making sure I’ve chosen the right path. I don’t want to discover ages from now that I’ve been going the wrong way, because like the last line of Mr. Frost’s poem, the road we’ve chosen does make all the difference.

Along with the right road, it’s also important to have the right guide. Like Daddy at our house who helps keep the kids on the right way by leading the walk, he also encourages us when we get weary, when we fall he helps us up setting us back on our feet again AND he never, ever leaves us. That is the perfect picture of Jesus!

Deuteronomy 31:6 (AMP) says, “Be strong and courageous, do not be afraid or tremble in dread before them, for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not fail you or abandon you.”

What about you, dear friend? Maybe you’ve chosen the wrong path. Maybe you’ve taken a detour thinking there’s a shorter, quicker, easier way and you’ve discovered there’s not. Maybe you followed a distraction and now you can’t find your way back to Him. OR maybe you’re no longer walking at all. There is hope! I can’t paint a more beautiful description of Jesus than Him simply standing on the path with both hands extended to help you up and welcome you back on the journey with Him. He’s saying, “Come. Walk with Me.” He’s patiently waiting and calling to you today. All you have to do is take His hand and walk on. He believes in you and so do I.

Praying for you!

Your friend,

~Alisha~