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The Better Way

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jul 6, 1911

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 88, No. 27.

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The Better Way

By Worthie Harris Holden

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN
Of the ruts in the road are you telling,— The thistles beside the way, The weeds that contend for the garden, And the clouds that obscure the day?
If the road can be traveled, be thankful; Thorns and briers soon vanish for aye; The weeds we may banish with labor, And the clouds veil the heat of the day.
Each life that we meet hath its highway,— Hath its thorn-griefs and briers of pain; There are flowers ’mong the weeds in the garden, And its clouds are not sun-kissed in vain.
Could we joy in the good of our pathways, Could we know for each thorn there’s a rose, How much sweeter the toil in life’s garden! How much blessing our clouds would disclose!
In the paths that we cross on life’s journey, We may see more to charm and delight; For we find what we seek as we travel, And the mind holds the key of our sight.
Not a highway nor trail on life’s mountain, Not a dark day unknown to our God; And no labor that’s wrought for the Master Will fail of its harvest-reward.
Portland, Ore.