Roads...

Where this road will lead us to my brothers we don't really know? Our life down 

here on earth is filled with many bends and twist that sometimes takes us a  

dead end street . Sometimes it takes us back to the same place from which we 

came from. It’s a road filled with some good times, bad times, friends and foes. 

These roads we travel can touch our hearts and change our lives at anytime and 

in so many ways. Not one of us knows when that road that we travel will end? My 

road that I've travel has had so many bends, curves, hills, bridges and dead end 

streets that made me cry like a newborn infant . As you travel that road that you 

have chosen to travel upon, with its many streams, peaks and valleys to arrive 

at your final destination? Never forget that you have had co-pilot and navigator 

that has guided you to your final destination? He gave you his Holy map, that you 

only need but to read it and it would get you there safely to your final destination. 

God is that navigator and co-pilot who has watched all the time and knew each 

turn you would take even before you knew it... No road was unknown to him that 

you would decide to take, as you traveled those road  to  finally  destination... As 

you pull into Gods Holy Garage for your final inspection.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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