As we continued our walk with God by faith, we were disillusioned about our relationships with religious people and family. We discovered the value of true friendship, the cost of walking with God and how few there were willing to pay the price.
The walk with God will start out simply;
Religious people will throng your side.
As you go on, you’ll have to leave them
If it’s in Christ that you’ll abide.
Don’t let them you fool you, it isn’t easy;
The road is hard and lonely too.
Don’t let them fool you, it isn’t easy;
It’s just like He said it would be.
Your folks may say they have the answer;
Your peers will say that they’ve arrived
But they’re the ones that’ll really hurt you
With the love that they’ve contrived.
Count the cost before you start;
You’re ploughing fields, not picking daisies.
Building towers takes strength and patience;
The cross you bear will cost your life.
Dauphin, MB; 1978
An exhilarating path it is but a lonely one. Each segment of this path brings its trials and troubles but also its rewards along with proof and assurance that any segment of it is more than worth the endeavour.
The world rushes headlong not only toward destruction but is there in destruction while it rushes. Priorities are confounded, based on gain and selfishness. Big is small and small is big. What is important and what is not? Is it not the "little things" that count? And has not the preacher said, "All is vanity" after firsthand experience of them?
Of all my writings, there are two that were written in 2 sittings, years apart. These were the first ones I ever wrote, and this one, interestingly enough, speaks of two births. While I had known the first, I had written of it but did not write of the second, which is the resurrection, until I had known it as well. It is therefore most befitting that the words of this writing came in two parts. The first part came only as a poem, words. It is all now a song though the music did come somewhere inbetween the two sittings.