I take steps in Christ. I walk back and forth
I learn to walk again on legs that
can’t go forth.
I learned this new skill I learned this new thing
as I learn to walk again,
a new way of moving,
a new way to attend my faith and my will.
A new way to Be.
this skill of walking with these things of legs.
These things at the ends of my limbs
as I take steps for the first time, it
should have happened years ago and
yet it still feels new.
I stumble and fall
and I cracked my head.
I cry and hurt, and I see that I’ve bled.
The alcohol and weed are the things I use to soothe my pain.
To ease the wound,
to try to wrap it up again. As I walk in Jesus, I cry to You instead.
You are my peace and my comfort.
You heal the wounds better than I ever could. Walking with You
is harder than before. Walking with You
Means going through a door of challenge and difficulty and hardship
I will never guess.
All I know is it’s not easy.
And it’s a skill. I confess
there are times I want it easy. There are times I want it not to be
and yet it’s better to walk with You,
to follow in Your footsteps. It’s better to walk in You,
to cling to Your side
though it makes and shatters my pride.