The Path We Choose

Why do we always question him

When his word is so clear?

He doesn’t promise easy roads

Just that he’s always near.

 Why do we run the road alone,

When he’d be at our side

If we’d stop running in circles

And let him be our guide.

Why do we choose the darkest paths

When his way is well lit?

Why do we claim pain as our fate

As if that’s all we’ll get?

The path may not be all downhill

But it still leads to him

And I will focus on the light

Even when my life’s grim.

For though the dark may flood my path

I choose to keep my face

Turned to the love he offers me

And to his patient grace.

Psalm 119: 103-104

103 How sweet are your words to my taste,
   sweeter than honey to my mouth!
104 I gain understanding from your precepts;
   therefore I hate every wrong path.