My friends and I just hung around
in places one might find profound -
on maples, oaks and other trees -
because, you see, we were mere leaves.
The autumn winds, oh how they blew.
They made us dance and wiggle too.
Deception's lie rode in the wind
had made us 'want' and we had sinned.
The bees were buzzing in their hive.
It wasn't fair they were alive.
It wasn't fair that we weren't free
for we were stuck here on this tree.
But then my friends had found, one day,
just how to ride a special way.
They laughed and giggled by and by
upon the wind. How they could fly!
So gaily and so selfishly,
they joked around so carelessly.
Exciting times, it seemed they had.
They thought it funny they were bad.
"Come join the party we will throw."
They taunted me and screamed, "Let go!"
My friends had left me one by one,
but wicked winds are never done.
The windy, frigid swirling air
had tortured me. It didn't care.
Except for me, the tree was bare
and I was so alone up there.
Oh yes, temptation had its grip -
but I held on despite the whip
of winds that howled around the limbs.
For I had faith and gospel hymns.
I prayed and prayed to God above,
for He had shown me so much love.
My friends had fallen, didn't know
they now were buried under snow.
The moral of the story here?
Don't be deceived by friend or peer.
Just listen to God's still, small voice.
He gave His Son. We have a choice.
©2014 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Matthew 7:13-14 (NASB)
The Narrow and Wide Gates
13 “Enter through the narrow gate;
for the gate is wide and the way is broad that leads to destruction,
and there are many who enter through it.
14 For the gate is small and the way is narrow that leads to life,
and there are few who find it.