One step in the wrong direction,
and I fall off.
I don't know how I'm going to make it.
Wondering if You'll catch me if I fall.
Wondering how to take the next step, when there are so many steps that it overwhelms my soul.
Just like jogging up the hill, thinking I can't possibly keep jogging the entire way up.
But if I just take one step at a time, put one foot in front of the other,
I'll make it up that hill.
And so You lead, one step at a time.
encouraging me to take just one step,
putting one foot of faith in front of the other.
Knowing that You'll catch me if I fall.
Even if it feels like I am the tightrope walker,
juggling many balls in the air at the same time.
And that I'll get to the point where fruit grows
in these situations that look hopeless and barren.
But You call them hopeful and fruitful.
Because You're not asking me to run to the end or
even worry ab…