He was walking a tightrope,
suspended above the grass-covered park with the opera-house fountain in the background
and I thought...How hard it is to be "in between"
In between where we have been and
where we wish to go.
(One more step)
Just one foot following another...it sounds so simple.
Right heel in front of left toe.
Left heel in front of right toe.
But with each step,
the further we move away from home, or comfort....
That distance which separates us from anyone or anything in front of us, that may give us security,
S E E M S T O G R O W
Along with fear.
.....and negative self-perception
....until all of the GRACE-sufficiency that stilled our heart,
hangs on the tightrope
by its fingertips.
I have watched as others who are closer to where they wish to be
Than the place they left behind, give up the journey.
Their shoulders sag,
they return to that place familiar, but faith-less.
Grant us eyes to see the destination
ears to hear your voice beyond our fears
a heart to sense the peace of your presence
the will to follow one step at a time....
But, most of all, when we feel paralyzed in that place in between
Help us to move away from the image of:
who we have been
that we may make firm-footed steps,
toward who you believe we can become...