This time
I won't be looking at my feet
or even at the road ahead.
This time
I'll keep my eyes
on the skies --
not just the thunderclouds in the distance,
but the light,
and the promise that this bridge
will carry my weight
and lead me to the other side;
that more bridges are being built
even as I step forward;
that even if this one fails
I'll still be able to cross;
still be able to find my way.
And as I walk,
I'll bless the many hands
that help to bring me home
to You.
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1 comment:
This is a beautiful prayer, Diane. Trust in Him to see the way.
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