“… and that has made all the difference”

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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. – Robert Frost

IMG_2359Friday evening Rebekah and I enjoyed the privilege of attending the 50th wedding anniversary celebration of our friends Brenda and Hank. The event was held at a beautiful outdoor venue – garden-party style – deliciously catered, attended by great people, and marked by warm felicitations and sparkling conversation.

Hank and Brenda’s daughter Beverly (who did a stellar job organizing the evening) asked Rebekah to offer a blessing before dinner, and she prefaced her prayer by reading Robert Frost’s famous poem, The Road Not Taken.

Rebekah’s remarks made me think – especially in the context of Hank and Brenda’s celebration – about the remarkable witness to life and light that a good marriage offers the world. It’s a testimony that stands as a quiet but compelling statement of faith in a faithless world, a glimpse of light in the middle of darkness, a mark of hope and promise in a culture marked by broken promises.

Our choice to take the road less traveled by really does make all the difference. Our choices always do.

Or, as Joshua put it so eloquently just a generation after Moses, “Now if you are unwilling to serve the Lord, choose this day whom you will serve (whether the gods your ancestors served in the region beyond the River or the gods of the Amorites in whose land you are living); but as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord” (Joshua 24:15).

In gratitude for the faithful lives and eloquent witness to light and life quietly proclaimed by people like Brenda and Hank (and Grace and David, and Bob and Nelle…) – DEREK

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.

– Robert Frost

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