Monday, March 05, 2007

At The Crossroads

He stood at the crossroads all alone,
With the sunrise in his face;
He had no thought for the world unknown,
He was set for a manly race.
But the road stretched east and the road stretched west,
And the boy did not know which road was the best,
So he took a wrong road, and his life went down,
And he lost the race and the victor's crown;
He was caught at last in a sinful snare,
Because no one stood at the crossroads there,
To show him the better road.

Another day at the selfsame place,
A boy with high hopes stood;
He, too, was set for a manly race,
He was seeking the things that were good.
But one was there who the roads did know,
And that one showed him which way to go;
So he turned away from the road that went down,
And he won the race and the victor's crown.
He walks today on the Highway fair,
Because one stood at the crossroads there,
To show him the better road.

Author Unknown

Are you stationed at the crossroads, pointing people to the right road???

John 14:6 Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.

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Blogger Cindy said...

Wow, that poem will really make a person think. Am I showing people to the right road or am I standing a ways down the road and them not even notice me and end up going down the wrong road? Something to think about, thank you!!

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