Crossroads

Crossroads of Life: I was traveling the back roads & came to one. The sign? High Road this Way…Low Road that way. Low Road looked inviting but seemed to have no end. It was paved with good intentions, but the sands of time showed roots of bitterness, pain, jealousy & unforgiveness growing amongst the rocks. High Road? Steep, narrow & rough, but I could see someone waiting at the end…just One Rock. He was smiling.