Wednesday, October 26, 2011
POEM #27 - Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919)
The poem hits on one of Nathan and my recurring conversations. Why is it that some people just do right no matter what, and others don't? Siblings who grow up in identical settings can be so very different. One person gets cancer and becomes an inspirational speaker; another gets bitter for life. What makes one person 'good soil' and another 'not good?' Is it just God's sovereignty- pouring extra grace into some of our lives and not into others? What do you think?
The Winds of Fate
One ship drives east and another drives west
With the selfsame winds that blow.
'Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
Which tells us the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,
As we voyage along through life:
'Tis the set of a soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
Posted by Charity at 3:13 PM