Walking As Our Beloved Walked

So I jumped upon this path where everyone on it said they are following our Beloved Messiah. I was so excited to be amongst those who wanted to live like He lived. And then one day, at the end of the week, our Beloved Messiah said that he was gonna' stop for a day and take a break. He wanted to rest and recoup from the past week and start the new week all a fresh and renewed. But that's when I noticed that all of the ones on the path I had joined kept on going. They didn't even notice that our Beloved had stopped to rest. They just pressed on through with a zeal for all they had engaged into for the week. I was puzzled as I looked at my colleagues carrying on, and my Beloved who, I suddenly realized was not really on the same path as I was with all of these others. I got to looking really close and began to see that the path was quite similar in many ways but it was still not the same path. There were actually two paths. One that was very narrow and straight. Not confusing at all. And one that was very broad. But this path also had many little side tracks that led off to other destinations. Some that came back around and some that just kept right on going further away. I could not believe I had not noticed all of this before. And then when I tried to point it out to some of those I thought I knew pretty well they seemed to be very offended that I would even bring up such a matter. It was as if having even the slightest thought of that broad path maybe not being the exact path we should be on was the epitome of blasphemy against our Beloved. And no matter that it was obvious that He was not even amongst us while He had taken a step away to rest. No one wanted to hear anything remotely contrary to what they had already adjusted to.
I was on my own. Not really, because I was jumping over onto the path that I knew for sure my Beloved was on. I was not exactly caught up to Him yet, but I knew that I must press on regardless of what all of the others had chosen. I wanted nothing more but to walk in the footsteps of my Beloved. And there I saw plainly where He was stepping. Just as Father had said He would.