Today, this blog is about my road to my Eternal Home. I've taken many chances on this less-traveled road; shed many tears; felt many doubts; made lots of mistakes; and experienced grace and mercy beyond words. This road has led, and continues to lead, me home. It is the road less traveled. And yes, it has made all the difference.
The Road Not Taken
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 marked 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.
~Robert Frost