I thought of the mess when I went my own way,
The potholes, the pitfalls, the price I must pay.
The shadows grew longer. My nights turned to gloom.
And pride only marched me straight toward my doom.
But then came a whisper, a tug on my heart,
“Turn back to the truth. You can make a fresh start.”
I looked at the path where God’s goodness shines through,
And right then and there, I knew exactly what to do.
Not strolling, not crawling, not dragging behind,
I decided to run with all my heart, soul, and mind.
God’s Word was the arrow that pointed ahead,
Showing me the right way to follow, instead.
I ignored the easy ways that tempted my eyes.
I dashed past the voices that fed me with lies.
I hurdled my doubts, and I leaped over my fear,
For eternal peace and joy was all I held dear.
His Law was my lamp. His truth was the flame,
Burning in my spirit and calling my name.
I hurried, I scurried, I dashed toward the light,
And found in his mercy my heart’s true delight.
So never again will I stumble and roam,
For running with God will lead me home.
His voice is my guide in all that I do.
I’m racing forever on a road brand new.
