One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way rarely understanding why I wasn’t like everyone else. Thing is, the path God gives you, it’s not going…
One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way rarely understanding why I wasn’t like everyone else. Thing is, the path God gives you, it’s not going…
One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way rarely understanding why I wasn’t like everyone else. Thing is, the path God gives you, it’s not going…
One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way rarely understanding why I wasn’t like everyone else. Thing is, the path God gives you, it’s not going…
When I first took this picture, I smiled thinking about the other leaves and how inferior they must feel around this big yellow leaf in the middle. and that reminded me of a story. About a huge giant who laughed as he slayed solider after soldier from the Israelites who dared fight him. But, David….
When I first took this picture, I smiled thinking about the other leaves and how inferior they must feel around this big yellow leaf in the middle. and that reminded me of a story. About a huge giant who laughed as he slayed solider after soldier from the Israelites who dared fight him. But, David….