A Poem About Trust
By Joy Aletheia Stevens
Step, Step, Step,
One Foot at a time,
As my voice chokes out a strangled “help!’
And I reach for the Divine.
Sometimes seeing eyes are very blind,
And hearts alone can see,
And only when our hands are in a bind,
Can we, finally, be truly free.
When hands are helpless,
We find sudden strength,
Not of anything from within us,
Not from our capabilities, whatever length.
And when we’ve lost everything,
And all we think we need,
Finally our voice breaks, and raises to sing.
We let the King finally lead.
So in every place of loss, I trust,
I know I’m not betrayed.
Because I know that He is just,
The One, who, in sacrifice, His life He laid.
It’s not in the taking that I know to hope,
But in the giving of His everything.
As I feel I only have His one rope,
I know that in Him is all that is living.
So step, and step, and step once more,
Every moment, one at a time.
Trust He’ll lead me to the best door,
Believe His love will be me, refined.
Not for my will Lord, or my desire.
My life I daily let go.
Take my heart, ignite its fire!
And let Your desires flow!
Step, and Step and Trust Your Hand,
Trust Your Eyes, Your Everything.
Leading me through a shadowy land,
As all my soul beings to sing.
Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. Psalm 23:4