Poetry: What Path Will You Make in the Snow?

We’ve turned the corner into a new year,Fresh, unspoiled daysStretch out before us likeSparkling, unbroken snow,Waiting for you, for me to make our way.Instead I stop as I realizeThe path I make in this new year matters.It matters what I do and say,Makes a difference today, tomorrowAnd each succeeding day.I can make choices that turn white snowInto an ugly, muddy slush of a pathwayNo one wants to follow.Or I can walk a path that lifts up along life’s way,And honors He who created time,This world, the seasons and you and me.A New Year is a gift—a win.Shall I not use this time He’s givenTo follow Him?By Carolyn R ScheidiesSee more like this in The God Connection