Blinkies

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that, the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. Copyright © 1962, 1967, 1970 by Leslie Frost Ballantine.

I have been thinking a lot about these two roads....So many people think that these roads run parallel and yet they go in two directions. Our Christian life is so very different then before we came to Christ. (at least it should be)

Picture

I got tagged by Nancy Wall to post the 5th picture from by 5th picture folder so here it is. My pictures are not very organized but this is what I came up with. This here is our family pet Luna" with her litter. Luna was Kayla's 10th birthday present. Her most favorite and longed for gift.

Nancy I can't think of 5 people to tag that have a blog.