There Is A Lovely Road That Runs

When Men Are Ruled By Fear, They Strive To Prevent The Very Changes That Will Abate It.

When I Go Up There, Which Is My Intention, The Big Judge Will Say To Me, Where Are Your Wounds? And If I Say I Haven’t Any, He Will Say, Was There Nothing To Fight For? I Couldn’t Face That Question. (ah, But Your Land Is Beautiful)

And Were Your Back As Broad As Heaven, And Your Purse Full Of Gold, And Did Your Compassion Reach From Here To Hell Itself, There Is Nothing You Can Do.

Life Has Not Taught Me To Expect Nothing, But She Has Taught Me Not To Expect Success To Be The Inevitable Result Of My Endeavors. She Taught Me To Seek Sustenance From The Endeavor Itself, But To Leave The Result To God.

Forgive Us All, For We All Have Trespasses.