There Is A Quiet Road

There is a quiet road to heaven that certain folk may take
And it may be thought they had an easy ride
When compared to fearless warriors or those facing many foes
It looks as if they ran away to hide.

There are ‘backroom’ men and women who are guided by the Lord
And do their fighting down upon their knees
As the Father gives instruction they bridge the gaps along the walls
For the safety and the power of those in need.

For in the Father’s army there are many posts we know
And not every man is placed right at the front
There are weapons to be honed and cleaned; let every sword be sharp
We shall still need cooks and also those that hunt.

So don’t despise the hunter or those who cook the meals
Or the men who plan the way to victory
For if anyone was missing or decided he could shirk
Many battles would be lost, don’t you see?


W.B. June ‘14