I wrote this a few years ago. In fact there was probably a week straight in hygiene school where I was writing this poem rather than paying attention in most of my classes. The first person I shared it with was the girl sitting next to me that semester. And she is still one of the few I have shared it with. I didn't ever come up with a title that I actually liked. But I liked the poem, so I stopped caring what it was named. Then the other night, I was reading an article in the Ensign , and President Utchdorf said something that completed the thought behind this poem so perfectly for me. It's beautiful. And not to mention, he provided a much better title. “[Heavenly Father] didn’t send you on this journey only to wander aimlessly on your own. He wants you to come home to Him. He has given you loving parents and faithful Church leaders, along with a map that describes the terrain and identifies the dangers; the map shows you where peace and happiness can be found and will hel...