Two Paths

I stand there, with two paths lying there before me. I must choose one to walk down. I don't know where either end up, nor can I foresee any obstacles that I'm sure to come across. I cannot move on until I make a choice. 

The first path I look down is beautiful, with the sounds of children's laughter echoing from within. Even as I stood there, watching the happiness of the scenes playing before me take place, I feel warm inside. Butterflies flutter in my stomach as I see myself walking hand in hand with a man who has that familiarity to him, the kind that I know could only come from a God-blessed love. My face completely radiates pure joy. I just want to stop everything and immediately run full force down that path, but something draws me to turn my face and look down the other path. 

After seeing the beauty of the first path, I'm almost afraid to turn away from it and look down the second. Hesitant, I turn my face toward the second path and peer down into it. Immediately, a bright light shines into my face, forcing me to turn away once again. I almost don't want to try and look down the path again, but something draws me to try and look even deeper this time. As I move my face to once again take a glance down the path, the utter beauty that shines from within takes the breath out of me. The glorious sounds of angels praising God ring in my ears, and I can't help but smile at its beauty. My heart is filled with joy as I continue to feel ever more drawn towards that path. This path is just so purely beautiful. 

I stand there, torn between the two paths, overwhelmed by the pure beauty that the both of them radiate. Both of them are so beautiful, both seem to fill me with such joy, I'm confused at which of them I am to choose. Where do You lead me? I pray. And then I sit on the ground where I'd been standing, and wait.