Our journey often leads
To places we know well,
To places often trod
With heavy footsteps fell.
Our journey often leads
To places yet unknown,
To places left untouched
Where never seed was sown.
Our path may not be neat
Or trimmed with bushes green
Or paved with pebbles smooth
Nor marked for cities seen.
But a journey is for learning,
For setting forth,
For seizing time.
A journey is for teaching,
For sharing truth,
For knowledge prime.
Our quest is not all smiles
Nor are our minds at ease,
But we have hope in Him
Of who’s vast might we seize.
Our journey often leads
To faces yet unknown,
To faces not yet touched
By His Great Grace alone.
Our journey often leads
To faces now known well,
To faces shining bright,
Abundant truth to tell.