The Road Less Traveled

I was sitting in church yesterday, listening to the pastor talk about how Jesus is the way, the truth and the life. How true it is. He also spoke of the poem below, specifically the line "I took the one [road] less traveled by, and that has made all the difference". It was one of those divine moments when you truly feel that the good Lord is only speaking to you.

When I titled this blog - The Road Less Traveled - I didn't realize the impact this would have on our journey. We are really taking the road less traveled and yet it is making all the difference. I have grown by leaps and bounds in my faith. I have a new appreciation for the man who stands beside me even when life is hard. I have learned to wholeheartedly love our friends and the wonderful adventures that happen through the gift of friendship. I have learned to open up, trust others and really see life for what it is. The road less traveled is hard and scary but I'm finding the ray of sunshine shining down to be more than I could hope for. This incredibly trying experience is a blessing in disguise. As my best friend was telling me, sometimes these trials allow us to hear the voice of God more acutely and to know that he is telling us to be patient...the best is yet to be.

I have been in an overwhelmingly good place with the adoption as the summer months stretch forward. I know, without a doubt, our story is just beginning and I'm trying my best to let the Creator work in his time. I still pray for our little angel, wherever he/she may be, I still pray that the Lord is preparing our hearts, minds, finances and sleep bank in preparation of a growing family. The difference is that I am now placing my trust in the Lord. For taking this road less traveled is making all the difference.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

The Road Not Taken. Robert Frost