You know the Robert Frost poem about the two roads. Often the poem is
taught as if Frost meant to encourage the alternative path in life, even though
he clearly says, “the passing there had worn them really about the same.”
Frost tells us that we have choices, and that we do wonder how it will
look to us later, and that, yes; we will “look back with a sigh.” But how do we
know which path to take? How, in our recovering lives do we discern—which means
to choose between goods? How, as we come out of the woods with choices so luxurious
once we are no longer using, how do we make our choices?
I like to remember this passage from Isaiah 30:21:
“And you will hear a voice behind you saying, ‘This is the path. Walk
ye in it.”
That is why we have to get quiet at some point every day, or maybe more
than once a day. That is why we need time alone, and time in nature. That is
why we have to get still and quiet: so we can hear that voice saying, “This is
the path. Walk ye in it.”
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