I Watch in Hope

Our  grandboy #2 and grandgirl #1
"bird watching"

"But as for me, I watch in hope for the LORD, I wait for God my Savior; my God will hear me." (Micah 7:7)

At the waking dawn when black of night ebbed to gray, a crossroad loomed. A decision. My choice. Trudge the way of worry.  Despair.  Unbelief. Or stroll the highway of hope. Trust. Faith without sight. Belief in the One who is able. Jesus, You are the Way, the Truth, and the Life. I choose Your path.

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.

The Road Not Taken

by Robert Frost

"Show me the right path, O LORD; point out the road for me to follow. Lead me by Your truth and teach me, for You are the God who saves me. All day long, I put my hope in You." (Psalm 25:4-5)