The Road

If the road was told a bit too soon

The heart would dare not hold

For Jesus knows what we can take

And how it should unfold.

We sure might like a forward glance

But Jesus whispers, “No.”

So often there is much to tell

Some things are not foretold.

If we might know the hardships call

I bet we just might run

Or maybe even lay on down

And wish to set with the sun.

But if in time revelation comes

We’ll know we were prepared

For by His Spirit He has made

A vessel who will share.