Familiar Fork

How often have I been here?
This fork in the road,
Which Frost did write,
And know I had the choice?
How many hours wasted,
As I struggled to do right?

Only now to come again?
Can this really be,
Same decision to be made?
Or does my heart,
Want to blame,
The butler or the maid?

I must face this fork,
With new information,
And must understand,
The journey and experiences,
Will indeed be difficult,
But God with me will stand.

Though my heart be crushed,
Even if I am beaten,
Or my body hungry,
I must take the
Road less traveled,
For my soul is hungry.

To love with His love,
See with His eyes,
Hear what He hears,
Then I must,
Have my heart broken,
Eyes opened, ears to hear.

His steps to follow,
His truth to share,
His strength sustain me.
I stand at this fork,
And turn to travel,
The way Christ leads me.
          dfav 11/02/16

—Donna

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