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We climbed the height by the zigzag path
And wondered why - until
We understood it was made zigzag
To break the force of the hill.
A road straight up would prove too steep
For the traveler's feet to tread;
The thought was kind in its wise design
of a zigzag path instead.
It is often so in our daily life;
We fail to understand
That the twisting way our feet must tread
by love alone was planned.
Then murmur not at the winding way,
It is our Father's will
To lead us Home by the zigzag path,
To break the force of the hill.
- anon
Simply following God is the true philosophy of life.
12 comments:
love this poem
we need but to stay in the Fathers will and he will indeed lead us home by the zigzag path
Indeed it is.
Dear Saija,
Never heard the poem of the zig-zag hill before, but fully understand the meaning, with a little lump in my throat.
You see, my dad, the best dad ever, used to help me in winter when skiing down the steep Norwegian mountain sides. I am and was extremely shortsighted, a the long, steep tracks always scared me.
My dad for years and years patiently run in a zig and shouted to me standing clumsily on the top of the hill."come here,
it's safe, I'll catch you." Safe down in the arms of my dad, he made a zag and repeated the ceremony, till we were safely down.
This I have repeated to daughter Serina, There's nothing to worry about, when you know how to zig-zag.
I think I'll copy the poem and send it to her right now.
Hugs from Felisol
That's a neat little poem and picture, Saija. Thanks for sharing it.
Very true - a zig zag path looks difficult but it is the safest one up. Liked the poem !!!
GREAT poem...I have never heard it before so glad that you put it here so that i could read it..What a great way to explain our trip through life...Thanks to God...
When following God we often Zig when we should have zagged.....Wisdom comes from zigging at the wrong time.....
First of all - I love that picture, and it fits perfectly with the words of wisdom below it. I too often wondered why some roads zig zag till I realized it was to make it easier to handle the incline. Great lesson in these words...thanks!
I really liked this poem! thanks for sharing it!
Dear Saija, I love your post about 'why art thou cast down O my soul?' What a beautiful answer to that cry of the hurting heart. Its a beautiful day here and I'm tucked away indoors, spinning and blogging with a minimum of laundry duties being done. My sister has gotten the glad news, after two months in nursing facilities she is going home Friday. Oh praise the Lord! She has been very brave and suffered much. I'm glad for her. Her birthday was yesterday and when we walked into her room at the nursing home,when she saw us her face lit up prettier than any candle on any birthday cake. I hope I will always be able to remember that moment. She turned 58. I think. grin.
Lovely picture and reassuring poem reminding us that He leads us and when we follow it's easier that if we go it alone.
My mother assigned each one of her eight children a poem when we were small!! This one was mine!
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