HIGHWAY MINISTRY

This poem is dedicated to "Highway Ministry" - a ministry directed at the trucking industry. Highway ministry is a non-profit organization providing support services, dealing with problems such as alcohol, drug abuse, AIDS/HIV, marital discord and prostitution, to mention a few, as well as a "Highway Prayer Patrol."

If you are going somewhere,
along these roads we share,
to be safe enough to get there,
start the journey in prayer;
and along the way show you care,
by stopping now and then to share.

As we travel be it on the busy highways,
or off the beaten track along quiet byways;
or wherever our hearts yearn to stray,
or when our tempers start to fray;
and the horison appears bleak and grey,
lets take time to stop and pray.

When 'tis time to return home,
digital memories of where we roamed;
of the endless beaches we combed,
of things lost and found in swirling foam;
from crashing waves washing away sand domes,
it will still be great to get back home.

For those kneeling in prayer every hour,
standing steadfast in their watchtowers;
through the darkened storm showers,
praying for us to have the inner power
and guidance to be empowered;
not to become an accidental statistic for that hour.

Please visit
http://stanaxecom.blogspot.com/

And see the work that is being done by "Highway Ministry'
and how you can make a difference.

Thanks Stan.

Comments

You write beautifully. I was not wrong to come to your blog to look for solace today.
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Thanks for your blog visit and the advice Stan, he said I didn't do anything wrong, so you are possibly right.. except he also told me nothing I say or do gets to him!!

Just when i discover my own disturbing emotions.. silly Bridget!

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