The waves of death crashed over me,
devil waters rushed over me.
Hell’s ropes cinched me tight;
death traps barred every exit.
I used to lead worship at my church, and someone told me once that something happened when I sang. She told me that on some nights when she looked at me all she could see was my heart.
But me he caught-reached all the way
from sky to sea; he pulled me out of that ocean of hate.
He stood me up on a wide-open field;
I stood there saved-surprised to be loved!
Oh my heart, I don’t know what to tell it. Since I’ve been doing this writing it feels like my skin and bone are peeled back and I’m open to the air. I wonder if I can live like this, where things are so bright and life is pressed up hard against my ribs. I’m in an ocean of grace, being pulled out into the deep where I can’t keep my head above water and my toes in the sand at the same time.
I feel put back together,
and I’m watching my step.
God rewrote the text of my life
when I opened the book of my heart to his eyes.
Things are happening, there’s a changing way down deep. Something new is coming, but what I cannot say. I can’t see the path, but I keep putting my foot down and every time there’s something solid underneath. Maybe that’s what walking by faith really looks like, arms held out for balance, eyes off the ground, inching forward. Just putting a foot down over and over and over again until God-light hits the road.
Suddenly, God, your light floods my path,
God drives out the darkness.
What a God! His road
stretches straight and smooth.
Every God-direction is road-tested.
Everyone who runs toward him makes it.
Scriptures excerpted from 2 Samuel Chapter 22, The Message
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Wow! What an awesome post–and I love the Scripture you include! This is so, so true–the perfect way to describe our faith journeys! Thank you so much for sharing! Blessings!
Thank you Katy!
Amy Lee Ellis says
This really spoke to my heart. I’ve been having that feeling of walking even when I don’t know the way yet, and this captures that so perfectly.
Do we ever really stop walking that way? Just when I think I’ve hit it, I haven’t. Thanks for reading.
Such beautiful words, friend, saying what I feel but can’t come up with words for! I love, love, love the “I keep putting my foot down and every time there is something solid underneath”. Truer than true. That’s just like Him, isn’t it? To reveal Himself in the reality our blinded eyes can’t see. Thank you do much for sharing!
Thank you Kat!
Beautifully written. I can see your heart through your words. Yes, there is something new coming. I feel it too.
This really says it all for me, right now! I am walking by faith… I’m in my 7 week of my 4th pregnancy. I have two beautiful daughters. My 3rd one miscarried at 6 weeks, early pregnancy and 3 years ago. Afterward I suffered from debliitating anxiety. Here I am again, I took that step. Everyday it’s like walking a tight rope, head up and one foot in front over the next, until I reach the platform. I PRAY, that God shine HIS light on that platform! I’m walking by faith…
This is lovely and so encouraging. Thank you!
That is so beautiful! I am in a very similar place. The truth of your words is life and healing to my tender soul! Thank you!
Elizabeth Anne May (@seasonswithsoul) says
So beautiful, friend! I needed to hear these words today.
Beth Williams says
God has truly gifted you with a way of words. Such lovely true writing!
We all have to walk by faith each & every day. What does that look like– “Keep putting my foot down and every time there’s something solid underneath. Maybe that’s what walking by faith really looks like, arms held out for balance, eyes off the ground, inching forward. Just putting a foot down over and over and over again until God-light hits the road. I just love that!!
I, also, do music (special) at my church–sign language to music. Certain songs just bring out the God in me & people see me wide open & bare–showing all emotions. That is what God wants us to do bare it all for Him who bore all for us!
Darcy Wiley says
So good to see you here, Anna. Love the way you put it: can’t keep your head above water and your toes in the sand at the same time. Great metaphor for letting Him carry you where He wants you to go.
Blind Faith walking too.