The way of God leads not often to success
To laughs and high fives and roaring engines
To over-confidence and standing ovations.
No. Not yet.
The way of God is often found in tears
In crushing burdens and embarrassments
In disease and quiet desperations.
This is a mystery
Why God, who wishes us to be like Him
Leads us to immortality and life
By breaking us into sobs
Dismantling us into disappointments
Tearing down what we have built
Until only anguish and joy remain.
This is the secret way
Overlooked by kings and bishops
The trail of tears
But look right here in the dusty path--
Footprints and drag marks of a cross.