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TITLE: Narrow Way | Previous Challenge Entry
By Holly Westefeld
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There is a path that leads to wrath,
Which is extremely broad.
The narrow way has signs to say,
"This trail leads to God."
The signs that lead, are clear to read,
For many on the road,
But some are blind, and others find
The signs seem scrawled in code.
Some places, smooth, the trav'lers soothe,
But others are quite rough.
Some make good time; with ease they climb.
For others it is tough.
For some the rocks are stumbling blocks,
Along the narrow way.
Some picture doom when boulders loom
And wisely stop to pray.
For others, fleet upon their feet,
The rocks are steppingstones.
Upon their quest they rarely rest
Their muscles and their bones.
But moving fast, some may be passed
Who need a helping hand,
Or time to pray and learn each day
May slip away as sand.
Some slow their stride to walk beside
The ones who struggle much,
And let God use, as He would choose,
Their hands to be His touch.
They sense distress, seek spots to rest,
Encouraging the weak.
Ahead they look, across the brook,
The safest footing seek.
Some spring along to guard the strong,
Or those who seem to be,
For truly pride can cause a slide,
If signs they fail to see.
And some, though brisk, will take a risk,
Not seeing some so dear,
And turn about to seek them out,
And help to bear their gear.
And then, at last, all trials passed,
Sustained unto the end,
Their path complete, the faithful greet
Their Saviour and their Friend.
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The signs that lead, are clear to read,
For many on the road,
But some are blind, and others find
The signs seem scrawled in code.
Some slow their stride to walk beside The ones who struggle much,And let God use, as He would choose, Their hands to be His touch.
They sense distress, seek spots to rest,Encouraging the weak. Ahead they look, across the brook,The safest footing seek.