Flight Path

I wrote this on a recent trip to Idaho. Most of the trip I experienced the warmth of sunshine. Interlaced throughout my journey was sudden banks of fog and ice-glazed roads when I came around the next bend. I was blessed with a more seasoned driver in front of me who would slow his truck and seemed to know what was about to come.....if I had passed him I believe that I wouldn't have been here to write the following for there were other less fortunate drivers in various stages of up-ended-ness on the sides of the road who were caught unprepared....it seems to me that life is a lot like that trip to Idaho:

Life gives us each experience
To prepare the way to grow
We prefer the warmth of calmness
And would choose that path to go
But, Father from his lofty place
Can see the growth beds here
So, He leads us to the highway
Where our mortal eyes know fear.
For what we see ahead
Is the fog once faced before.
We can stop or turn away….
To seek a safer shore.
But, if we seek the Pilot
He will bring us through the haze
Only then can we embrace
A light sent on heaven’s rays.
For life can seem to fade
When we choose to never try
When we surrender our control
Father then teaches us to fly.
-Shanna C. Hugie