The Path of Service

To all the volunteers (of every age) who served at Southeast’s Vacation Bible School this week:

I have thought long and hard how to put into words what I have seen played out before me this week.

But I only have a few.

You made a choice to serve.  You chose service to others over a thousand and one other activities.  You took the more difficult path.  The path that required every ounce of energy. The one less traveled.

And you, you my friends, have made all the difference in many young lives.

The Road Not Taken

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.

~Robert Frost