roads. paths of choice

two roads diverged in a wood, and I-I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen; not only because I see it, but because by it, I see everything else.
C.S. Lewis
thank you God.
You begin to awaken to the just-hinting-of-morning light. Your not yet conscious sense is percolating behind your still effortlessly closed eyes as your dream brain does a slow transition to wakeful-day thoughts. You notice as your skin begins to warm to the crumpled covers around you and you feel your hair tangled against your cool, exposed cheek; the first invasion of this new day is beginning.
thank you God.
You open your eyes.
And this, this is Christianity.
in love. trish