Trail Ridge road in Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado, (12,000 ft. + elevation) photo credit: Joyce E. Johnson
The road I travel; it is not my own,
for the road I travel I don’t travel alone.
There is one who walks with me
wherever it leads, whatever befalls.
My path though not straight and winding it be
around the corners in life He leads.
Though storms may come, and
the challenges great; He walks beside me,
and I shan’t turn back, for oft will I feel
arms lifting me up in tender embrace,
and I’ll not worry what hampers my way.
The pebbles; they scatter,
and the winds grow still.
For with Him I’ll not wonder
who leads, but follow.
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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)
Footnotes: I took the above photo of my husband and dog walking along the road on Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park, above Estes Park, Colorado. At the time I took this photo this section of road was closed for the Winter season. We parked at a pull out and walked around the closed gate and up the road some before the expected snow storm forecast for the following day. The photo was my inspiration for this poem. I am so thankful and grateful that whatever happens in my life God is always with me in every situation in life, whatever I do and wherever I go I am covered under His grace. I wish everyone out there a very Happy Thanksgiving Day holiday.
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