Crossroads

Standing on the crossroads,

deciding which way to go.

To the left is my way,

and to the right is to the Lord.

My way means humans who are just as imperfect as me.

The Lords way means perfection will walk beside me.

My way is getting knocked down,

having no where to go.

The Lords way is gentle whispers,

assuring you everything will be ok.

It's true that with my way,

a false sense of independence could seem strong.

Whereas the Lords way might take work,

and the road may seem long.

Eventually, though, the fantasy of independence would end,

and I would be needy and all alone.

But, the Lords way means I would have a friend

to take my hand and lead me home.

I notice that even with all my possesions,

my life would always get shaken.

So, I reached for the treasures of Heaven,

and not those of the world.

I know I made the right choice

as I turned onto the right road.

Because, it was at that instant, I felt the Lord take my hand

and release my load.