The End of the Path

The way was dark and lost in shade,

It seemed I’d hit a wall.
In great despair, I sat and wept.
I’d given it my all.
 
There, in my moment of despair,
I heard a voice call me.
“Rise up, my child, and carry on,
Don’t fear that which you see.
 
That’s not a dead end in your path,
The road there makes a bend.
If you will follow it in faith
You’ll find me at its end.”
 
So I rose up and carried on,
Beyond the rock’s sheer face,
For I know that, however dark,
I’m walking in His Grace.
 
Hebrews 11
Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.