Every day we take thousands of steps,
We take steps to the right,
We take steps to the left,
We take three steps forwards,
And two steps back.
We step out of bed.
We step into morning.
We step out of cars.
We step into reality.
Some days,
My steps feel a little smaller,
My legs a little heavier,
My feet a little wearier.
Some days,
My steps feel a little bigger,
My legs a little stronger,
My feet a little lighter.
Some days are a little of both.
Big and Small,
Light and Heavy,
Weary and Strong,
It’s human,
To be afraid to take the next step.
It’s human,
To be more than ready to skip steps.
Can I be honest?
I’m more of the scared to take steps kinda girl.
I sometimes wish,
God could give me a sneak peak at my story.
The full thing.
I sometimes wish,
God could come sit with me,
And point out each step I should take.
But that defeats the meaning of faith,
Doesn’t it?
You see faith
Is not setting our eyes on what is seen,
But fixing our eyes on what is unseen.
Because what is seen is temporary
And what is unseen is eternal.
But gosh,
Faith is hard
Isn’t it?
I’ve felt this lately.
More than I ever have.
I have questioned.
I have doubted.
I have struggled.
I have questioned
Why I was called to take
Certain steps
And not others.
I have doubted
My ability to take on
The next chapter of my life.
I have struggled
With loneliness,
Fear,
Insecurity.
My faith has been tested
Day after day,
Week after week,
Month after month.
But you see,
No matter how dark the day,
Or heavy the struggle,
No matter how blinded I was by the world,
There was not a step that I took,
That was not being guided.
There was not a heartbeat without purpose,
A blink without vision,
A breath without life.
There was not a moment
That I was alone.
I don’t know if what you have read
Has resonated with you,
But if it has
I pray that this is your light
In your darkest night.
I pray this reminds you,
That even when you don’t feel it,
Your footsteps
To the right,
To the left,
Three steps forwards,
Two steps back
Have never been out of order
And every step
Stepping out of bed
Stepping into morning
Stepping out of cars
Stepping into reality
Have never been stepped alone
So yes it’s human,
To be afraid to take the next step.
And yes it’s human,
To be more than ready to skip steps.
And all honesty,
I have been scared to take steps,
Big ones and small ones.
I have felt lost and
I have felt alone.
And I sometimes wish
God could give me a sneak peak at my story,
The full thing.
And I sometimes wish,
God could come sit with me
And point out each step I should take.
But what my footsteps have taught me,
Is that each and every one,
Have brought me to the place
I’ve meant to be all along.
The scary steps brought me
Love
The small steps brought me
Strength
The unnoticed steps brought me
Perseverance
The quiet steps brought me
Wisdom
The big steps brought me
Confidence
The steps, the leaps of faith, brought me
To the feet of Jesus.
And that is where I have meant to be,
All Along.
And that is where you can be too
Full of love,
strength,
perseverance,
wisdom,
And confidence.
Right at the feet of Jesus,
The feet that have always walked in line with yours,
And have been guiding your every
Footstep.