We each start the journey

Unaware of dangers, taking our first steps.

Our hands are held until we venture alone.

Different ways beckon us come.

The path determines our future.

Our choice is before us:

The world. God.

Two choices. Two ways.

One way steep, narrow.

One way broad, smooth.

I suit up for the journey of my life.

Knowing what I know.

Seeing what I’ve seen.

Feeling what I’ve felt.

Reading what I’ve read.

I choose God.

Set forth, each piece of armor donned,

Shielding me from attacks around the bends.

Won’t be defeated.

The victory is won.

Difficult to endure.

Worth every step.

Streets of gold,

The glory of God as the sun.

Every decision for You

Is one step closer to You.

Keep me moving forward

Until the destination is reached.

©️2019 Rachel D. Lyne