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.
- Robert FrostJesus had a choice. He chose the road that led to shame, suffering, and death. Not out of compulsion, but out of love. Knowing that, and living in light of it, makes all the difference.
Saturday, April 04, 2009
The Road Less Traveled
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Great service today. It really helped prepare me for the week ahead. Looking forward to Friday's service....so wish Kevin didn't have to miss it. Feeling very thankful to be a part of New Hope.
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