THE NARROW PATH

A poem from a while ago.

THE NARROW PATH

What is the narrow path?

Is it just a narrow way?

Or a notion of a deeper devotion?

Or is it an ocean of the seated life in motion?

The way that I must pray?

What if I unwittingly stray?

To choose who I follow

will lead me to where I will go

Though just what will this really show?

Ruth chose well when she said

Wherever you go I will go

Your people will be my people

Your God will be my God

For she was lead to her destiny

And became of the Messiahs line

For many an age she was bestowed honor because of her courage

But did she know this and dismiss it?

No! That favor was not the factor

In this honors harvest, for she had no idea…

But rather in obedience and plea

She followed and went where she did not know

The one true Gods voice she chose it so

So When I choose who, I choose where

When I hear His lead, I find Him there

My decisions will makes waves

And so I decide to follow Him who saves

Like Ruth decided to follow the one true God

And it was no mere dare or easy fare

God builds my life on where I stay

For His favor is on the narrow way

So judge no thing before its appointed time

No matter how difficult the climb

God works all things together for His good

Though often not understood

According to His plans and purpose

With the promise of white fields of harvest

The fields that will give us plenty as we yield

For favor is found in the fertile field

Along the narrow road

And He is Our refuge and our shield

He’s meant to bear the load

So see what others don’t see

For you will find what you are looking for

And always seek, for He will open the door

But in the midst of the pain

You must still gather the grain

And with a clean heart and mind

So remain on the narrow path

For a humble heart can so achieve

To relieve any foolish man’s wrath

But pride bares no thanks and leads to bitterness

You see, God orders our steps

as we walk the narrow road

He will help us in our harvest

so we can be at rest

Gods favor meets us in our field

Can we therefore glean and yield?

Should we rest in our kinsman redeemer?

As our brother and our friend?

It is He who restores us

To our rightful end

For we lost it when mankind began

But its now fulfilled

With the dying of Gods son

A foreshadowing of the true believers hope

In our redeemer Friends scope

For His reign shall never end

The blessings and the burdens

through the narrow way

Are the eternal path

that Christ alone did pay

For all of all life’s triumphs and trials

There can be no denials

With providence and provision

come harvest and honor

So these we must choose to garner

For His eternal love story remains

And it’s of His unending glory’s flame

Romans 8:28

The book of Ruth

Phil 4:12-14

There are paths that we choose everyday. Which way is going to be the best? Often we do not know. Knowing our Fathers heart helps us in these times. We learn to plant good seed and wisely yield a good crop.

It’s a narrow path with an abundant harvest in store for us.

©️Donald Schuler

9/13/2022

A reflection of Pr Marks message on being seated in Christ.