The Way of Truth

lost in this sea of darkness,

sentenced to die from the day we are born,

guilty as charged, eternally separated,

forever gone;

the dreams of men are like birds on the wind,

shifting and rearranging,

living and dying,

here today,

gone tomorrow;

there are many roads in life,

leading to far-away, unknown destinations,

creating their own specific brand of justification,

finding their own particular version of truth,

but no matter how many truths we create,

no matter how many different ways we want to believe;

there is only one truth,

there is only one way,

there is only one road;

it does not bend to fit our ideas or desires,

it does not go in the direction we demand it to go,

it is final,

it is absolute;

that is how truth works;

today I stop living the dreams of men,

today I begin living the truth of God,

fill me with hope and joy,

remove this sadness and despair,

show me how to love as You loved us,

teach me how to live as You lived for us;

enter through the narrow gate,

for wide is the gate and broad is the road

that leads to destruction,

and many enter through it,

but small is the gate and narrow the road

that leads to life,

and only a few find it.

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