Highway Man

I am a highway man.

Not that I only walk on cement, but that it is a long road to my destination.

I have no car.

In the sweltering heat, I have no air conditioning.

In the blistering cold I have nothing to keep me warm.

Wait! Is that my destination coming up?

Sadly it is only a mirage from the burning sun.

I must keep traveling.

As I walk along the dangerous road, nobody stops and asks if I need help.

Do I see my destination?

Sadly no, so I press on.

I have been robbed by bandits, beat up by bikers, and attacked by wild dogs.

"So why do I do it", one might ask.

It is because through all my troubles, I have not died yet.

Jesus is my companion, my company, and my friend.

Where is my destination?

My destination is Heaven.

Do my destination draweth near?

Sadly no.

So at the risk of being left for dead, I will continue my journey.

I will continue my long journey as a highwayman.