The road I grew up on was a difficult road that few bothered to travel without good reason. Our nearest neighbours were a mile away, so we could be as noisy as we liked.
‘Mount Zion,’ the sheep station at the end of our road straddled two valleys – ours and Longacre, and part of it bordered our farm. Mount Zion could be accessed from a paper road which connected with our road – but you had to know where it was. I used to ride there to get horses shod.
I learned to drive on that road and it was difficult, handling a motorbike on the gravel.
Poplars that had grown from fence battens the original farmers used lined the road. Number eight wire was used with the fence battens. There were lots of interesting places along the road – even a cave, which is included in the video clip below.
So that’s my narrow road in the natural. There’s another road, and another Zion. Named as “the King’s holy mountain and the place where God dwells with man,” Mount Zion is referenced in the Bible at least 52 times.
The Bible points to the narrow road which leads to Zion. Jesus said on the mountain, “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.” Matthew 7:13-14
In my thirties I wandered off, got lost and found myself on the wrong road. I couldn’t find a lot of help when I wanted to get off that road. After two unsuccessful attempts at counseling I gave up and turned to the pages of the Bible, because one of the King’s names is “Wonderful Counselor.”
This is his promise; “I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my loving eye on you.” Psalm 32:8
I had to get some help from somewhere. So I went to the King for counseling. It was the best thing I ever did.
In New Zealand we’ve had to be resourceful because of the difficulty sourcing stuff, being at the ends of the earth as we are. We are known to “fix things with number eight wire.” Using inventive number eight wire mentality, and thinking outside the box, I built a world I could go into and hear from the King, who counseled me on the way I should go. I wrote down His words in my story.
As for the setting, God knew I’d write it into a book later on in life. My book is a paper road that leads to Zion. It’s for those who want a good, unconventional read from a traveler, a stranger, a sojourner on the road not well-traveled. I promise you that you’ll never read another story like it.
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