“ROAD LESS TRAVELED
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 onto 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 took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost”
I knew going into this discernment that it was going to be an incredibly difficult decision, to choose between two equally good, equally wonderful paths. It has been a process that has consumed my entire life since the end of January, and I have not shed more tears nor lost more sleep over anything in my previous life. I feel like I’m wrestling with myself, and the only way to win is to lose. Granted, either way will make me happy, this much has been abundantly clear. However, not being sure nor informed of the way I am to take has brought me to my knees time and time again. I know that a time will come and a decision will be made, but until then I will have to continue analyzing myself, learning my own gifts and limitations, search for what will truly make me happy and what it is that He wills of me.
The Robert Frost poem (above) reminded me of this choice I’m stuck on. I’m sure I do not have to tell you which path is which, but so far I am still looking down each one, trying to decide which will lead me to where God wants me to go. I’m sure either will be fraught with challenges and difficulties, but the destination is what is important to me. I don’t want to walk half a life time down one path only to be forced to turn back and start over. I don’t think I could bear it. Then again, I have been forced to bear loads I did not think I could carry before.
I suppose the best wisdom for now is to continue what I have been doing: waiting and praying.
I still ache though.
MYSTERY GIRL UPDATE: Whoever is the first to correctly guess what the current Mystery Girl update is will be a *cookie*. Today’s forcast: Cloudy with a chance of dripping sarcasm.