I said: =
“Let me walk in the fields.”
He said: “No, walk in =
the town.”
I said: “There are no flowers =
there.”
He said: “No flowers, but a crown.” =
I said: =
“But the skies are black;
There is nothing but noise and =
din.”
And He wept as He sent me back –
“There is =
more,” He said; “there is sin.” =
I said: =
“But the air is thick,
And fogs are veiling the =
sun.”
He answered: “Yet souls are sick,
And souls in =
the dark undone!”
I said: =
“I shall miss the light,
And friends will miss me, they =
say.”
He answered: “Choose tonight
If I am to miss you =
or they.”
I pleaded for =
time to be given.
He said: “Is it hard to decide?
It will =
not seem so hard in heaven
To have followed the steps of your =
Guide.”
I cast one =
look at the fields,
Then set my face to the town;
He said, =
“My child, do you yield?
Will you leave the flowers for the =
crown?”
Then into His =
hand went mine;
And into my heart came He;
And I walk in a light =
divine,
The path I had feared to see.
(George =
MacDonald, 1824-1905)
~~
Dr Bob Griffin =
[email protected] =
www.grif.net
"Jesus =
Knows Me, This I Love!"