The Walk

I don’t remember how I ended up walking on that particular trail, but it seemed like I had always been walking upon it. It had not taken long for the trail to run into other larger trails, and I met many people also walking on these trails with me. Some of these people became my friends, and others I hardly knew. We all seemed to be heading somewhere, but whenever I asked, no one with me knew.

One day I came upon a man standing in the path as if he was waiting for me. The man wore a white robe, and wore funny sandals. I asked him if he would walk with me, and he did. I learned very much as I walked with the man, and I became excited to tell others walking with us on the path. I asked one man what he thought of the white robed man’s teachings. But he looked at me confused, and said, “Are you crazy, there is no man in white robes walking with us?” I asked another man, and he said, “Leave me alone, I am trying to find a way off of this path.”

I was disheartened, and I went back to the man, and asked him why the others could not see him. He told me that I was the only one that had asked for him to walk with him, and that all the others would have to do was ask, and he would walk with them as well. I did not understand very much, and my efforts on the others were fruitless. The walk seemed long, and soon I found others that had found the path I was walking on. They enjoyed listening to the man with the white robes too.

Others however began leaving my path. Some of the men noticed a side path that was laid in gold brick. They said goodbye to us, and took off on the gold path. Not long after, my path became steep and narrow. Many in the group decided they would take the path that was not as steep. However the people that walked with the man in the white robes continued on the hard path laid in front of them.

I began getting tired, for the path was so very steep. As I laid down to sleep, the man in the white robes warned me of the dangers. I assured him I would be alright, and nodded off to sleep. When I awoke I found myself alone on the trail. It was becoming dark, and I could not see the path very well. For some reason I had the feeling I was not on the same path as I had been on before. The path actually became easier to travel, but I longed to talk with the man in the white robes again. I continued on this new path, and wondrous things were to be seen.

I soon saw a man in a dark suit beside the trail, as if he were waiting for me. I did not want to walk with him, but he walked with me anyhow. He told me things I liked to hear, and he promised me many things. As I walked with him the road became increasingly darker. I knew I had to get off of that path, it was not the path I belonged on.

I wanted so badly to be on the path with the man in the white robes, but I had no idea how to get back to him. I turned off of the path, and ran into the wilderness. I ran, and ran, and I could feel the breath of the man in the black suit upon the back of my neck. I was lost and I did not know what would happen to me.

Finally I knelt in a small clearing, and cried. I saw the man in the black suit getting closer, so I yelled at the top of my lungs. Please save me, do not let it end like this! I saw the man in the white robes again standing at the edge of the clearing, and I saw the man in the black suit pause. “He is mine!” the man in the black suit yelled. “He has walked on my path, and seen the forbidden fruits.”

The man in the white robes stepped closer, and calmly spoke, saying, “This man may have done these things you say, but let him decide who he wants to walk with.” I was so confused, and although the things on the one path were wondrous, I could not help but feel I needed to be with the man in the white robes. When I had walked with him, I did not need to see all of the wondrous things in the world.

When I walked with him I felt complete, and at peace with myself. The man in black restated all of his promises, saying he could give me the world. I stood in the meadow, and looked at each of these men fighting over me, and all I could say was. “Please Jesus, save me!”

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