The Split

The dead, gray asphalt lay before her,
daring her muscles to tire.
The sound of a car working far too hard
lessened in her ears as it sped by, whilst
the silence crept closer.
Closer, that is,
Until the delight of God's creation chirped to her right.
Chirping, Chattering, and Chittering
made her muscles defy gravity, and made her smile.
A smile broken as an agonizing siren intruded to her left.
A long, straight road ahead and behind, split by a double yellow line.
God's creation as He intended, in perfect peace and living in love
Split
from the disquieting reality of sin in our world;
Split
by a well-traveled road, and
Split
within every Christian: The choice, daily of who to live for.
Yourself, or Christ.
We can choose the right or the left;
Choose Love.


13 Sept. 2011 (Revised 10 May 2013)