July 27, 2007

My Journey to God

The Path

The narrow rock strewn path
Seems perilous and steep,
Bramble lined and
Choked with vines
To walk it is to weep.

Peripherally I see
A highway straight and true,
Though golden paved,
Its gentle grade
May not lead to you.

Which way do I go?
Help me, Lord, to choose,
The golden pass,
The rock strewn path.
Which way leads to you?

Let me walk the path,
That tangled tortured trail …
For I can see
Beckoning through the Veil.

By Margaret Jacobi

(Margaret Jacobi is a member of St. Michael Parish in Bradford.)

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