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Monday, June 07, 2010

Roads Less Traveled

Sometimes you know what the plan is.
Sometimes you think you know what the plan is.
Sometimes you tell people you know what the plan is knowing the whole time
you don't really know what the plan is.
And, sometimes you thought you knew the plan, but then people talk,
and God makes the tiniest wind blow, and as you look to enjoy the breeze,
you turn your head off of that self-determined path long
enough to see that road less traveled.
Sometimes you follow that path-rarely, but sometimes.
And then your life is changed forever.

The devil's greatest weapon is confusion.
We can become so confused in life that we forget to use the
common sense God gives us to focus on him.
His second greatest weapon is all things that sparkle.
If the devil can put enough sparkly things in front of us,
we will chase after those suckers like mice in a cheese maze.
But, let's face it. Cheese is stinky. Cheese isn't what God has planned for us.
I challenge you to avert your eyes from the sparkly.
Turn your gaze just long enough to see that road not taken,
enjoy the still small breeze, and take a step outside of the maze.
It's in this place that we begin to see the iceberg tips of miracles
God is conducting at every step.
It's difficult to see miracles when we are staring at the sparkly.
The Road Not Taken
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; 5
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, 10
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. 15
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.

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