We climbed the height by the zigzag path

And wondered why—until

We understood it was made zigzag

To break the force of the hill.

A road straight up would prove too steep

For the traveler’s feet to tread;

The thought was kind in its wise design

Of a zigzag path instead.

It is so often our daily life;

We fail to understand

That the twisting way our feet must tread

By love alone was planned.

Then murmur not at the winding way,

It is our Father’s will

To lead us Home by the zigzag path,

To break the force of the hill.

(Anonymous)