I took a step towards faith.
I had been sliding on my own courage for so long.
But, Im not even that brave, so, I reached for
A bit of faith once luck became a no show,
Because I was told, Faith the size of
A mustard seed could move mountains.
I took two steps towards living.
I had concentrated on being good for years,
Because, I was told that being bad didnt bring
Positive praise like obedience brought. I wanted to
Do what I felt was right or what I thought I could handle,
So I listened to my own voice, and moved to its beat.
I took three steps towards change.
I smiled and looked back at what Ive been
Through; the devil himself had come and tapped
Me on my shoulder. He had spit on my face,
And stung me far worst than any bee could have.
I had winced: the impact felt like Chicagos winter wind in January.
I took four steps towards apprehension.
Looking at a situation, I didnt look at the actions or
Reactions just if they aligned with my satisfaction. Now,
I attempt to understand the unexplained; ask questions
I think I know the answers to; I dont give up:
Yet, I ask the Man for better understandings.
I took five steps towards guidance.
I found out ignorance is a disease with
Knowledge as its cure. If I planned on going any where,
I needed to head in a direction named education.
It had an endless road of information
That an ignorant mind could feast on.
I took six steps towards the Word.
For steps, one through five: I know Ive been changed. I
Feel like the mountains of negativity have been moved: depression, sadness,
Pain, Loneliness, anger, stress, weariness, and worry. Gone.
I realized that if I have been blessed thus far, my journey of grace
And mercy goes far more than just six steps, and definitely, more than twelve steps.
