Monday, June 6, 2016

The Crossroads

I made a point of avoiding main roads when traveling on my motorcycle. Early one morning, I came to a crossroads while riding through rural North Carolina. I pulled off the road and stopped to consider which of the choices to take.

I hadn't been there long when a farmer and his wife came by in their pickup truck. They stopped beside me and the farmer's wife asked, "Do you need any help?" I said, "No thanks, I'm just sitting here enjoying the sunrise and trying to decide which way to go."

Her face took on a wistful look and then she said, "I'm sure you'll enjoy whichever road you choose."

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