Yes, Nicole, I was thinking of Robert Frost's poem when I wrote yesterday's post :-) The Road Not Taken........two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
I had the poem in my mind yesterday when I spent my lunch break alone down near the lake. With a book unopened in my lap I let my thoughts wander..........the road not taken. Am I able to walk this remote road. How do I know the signposts? Who will walk with me? Where is the road leading?
Fences occures along my road not taken. To climb over, to walk around, or sometimes to guide you to walk another way. Or to stop?
Blue, always blue............. A woman I know sees people in colours. Guess which colour she sees me in :-)
The lake a mirror for heaven, like we are here to mirror God's love.
Later in the day I learned more about Mariakirken, the Mary Church, which I wrote about yesterday. It is not a St.Mary, Mother of Jesus church as I believed, but a church for Maria Magdalene, the woman so close to Jesus. This information made to church the more interesting.
Maria Magdalena. How was your life? How was your road less traveled?
