One Step

I’ve long loved a hymn titled, “Lead, Kindly Light” for its poetry and imagery as well as its haunting melody and harmony lines. One line in particular has been my companion for the last few days–the line that says simply, “one step enough for me.”

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As I wake in the morning, sometimes the first step of the day appears to be the most daunting task I might face. I choose to leave the comfort of down and cotton and warmth and cuddles and step into cool air…and more decisions follow with breakfast and reading and how to spend the precious moments before my filled home empties as my children embrace their work of the day.

This morning, I took a walk with my dear neighbor. We meandered through streets, on and off sidewalks, around bushes and evergreen trees and shrubs. Each step was a decision, whether conscious or not.

Over the weekend, I had multiple responsibilities–and after a busy Wednesday through Friday, I was craving some down time and some sleep. Still, I would take a step forward–a step to help a friend move (even in inclement weather), a step to help build sets for my son’s upcoming play, a step to take my daughters to be part of an activity to help others, to be uplifted, and to rejoice in womanhood. Each step took strength–but with each step, I gained more confidence that I could continue on through my day.

By Sunday, I tried not to fall asleep during the services…but I rejoiced in the steps I had taken through the weekend to help others and to strengthen myself. I heard that line again play in my mind, “one step enough for me.”

I’m currently taking a leap of faith…a step into the darkness…. As I wait for the next step on my path to become clear, I will continue taking steps–steps to serve, steps to understand, steps to live, steps to learn, steps to love.

Where will your steps lead you today?

Living Proof

Image Copyright Sarah Knight Photography
Image Copyright Sarah Knight Photography

I understand that this idea is not a new one. I don’t claim it to be my own…and yet, in a way, it is entirely mine because it is my journey.

I have been watching myself lately–observing, reflecting–as if someone on the outside of my life was witnessing me live.

(Not like an out-of-body-experience, mind you, but a real, contemplative, on-purpose type of living and pondering my choices.)

I have been willfully trying to put God first in my life and watch what He can do with me…and I am amazed with what I see.

I have written more words per day than ever before in my life. I have been more grateful. I have been more positive. I have been less selfish. I have more love in my heart. I have thought more of others. I have been more alive.

I like myself better.

When I live according to the life that God has planned for me, I am happier. When I am able to be an instrument in His hands, together we make beautiful music.

Now, I still have pain. I’m still stressed (in moments). I still struggle. My house isn’t clean all the time. My kids eat cereal and grilled cheese for dinner more than I would like to admit. But my outlook is better. And my faith is stronger.

I am living proof that if we feed our spirits with His word and turn our lives over to Him, He will do more with us than we could ever accomplish ourselves. And that, my dears, is truly amazing.