There is a quiet trail always there; in the harrow and hell of
everyday life it is just set to the side, there, along the quiet waters and
green valley. And no matter your state
or station, your trials, tribulations or setbacks, that trailhead is always
right there waiting to be taken. It is
not well traveled or easily seen but it is well marked, “Genesis, Exodus, Matthew, Mark, Amazing Grace, How Great Thou Art, The Old Rugged Cross…” But
we must choose the trail, not some mental agreement to go hiking but a
determination to set our foot to the path.
This is the ancient way, the path laid down before Eden, the trail of
“the cool of the evening”, the way everlasting.
The trails name? Joy!
Description? For all ages and abilities. Length? Infinity.
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