Way

I had vigorously fought my way through the brambles, ignoring all signs that this was the wrong path. I had come so far, how could I turn back now? My legs were scraped, my heart desperately lonely, my head hung low in defeat. I was parched and suffocating in the dust. The road sign had said self-fulfillment ahead. Blindly giddy, I had fought my way to what ended up being a grave. I wanted it my way, but in the end Jesus turned out to be the way, the truth, and the life. [John 14:6]

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