by Anonymous Author
God bade me go when I would stay
(Twas cool within the wood);
I did not know the reason why.
I heard a boulder crashing by
Across the path where I had stood.
He bade me stay when I would go;
"Thy will be done," I said.
They found one day at early dawn,
Across the way I would have gone,
A serpent with a mangled head.
No more I ask the reason why,
Although I may not see
The path ahead, His way I go;
For though I know not, HE doth know,
And He will choose safe paths for me.
via Cracker Barrel Journal