The Lonely Path
Today I found myself alone,
Sitting on a big round stone.
Off to the side of the trail,
Exactly where I couldn’t tell.
How I got here, I do not know,
Confused and unsure where to go.
The path is blocked with brush and debris
And one really big tree.
As I sat and looked around
I wondered if the path would be found
It seems so long ago
That I started down this road
As I looked closer at the path where I stood
It was littered with failure and things not good
I was in a desolate place
My life filled with shame and disgrace
I was alone and forsaken
All the joy in my life had been taken
As I considered my life today
I dropped to my knees and began to pray
I cried and prayed all day
Asking God to not leave me this way.
Then as the darkest night began to descend
I realized I was at the end.
Then through the brush I heard a voice
“It is time to make a choice”
What choice I cried?
Wondering if I had already died.
“To press on the way it has been,
Or recieve freedom and forgiveness of sin”
