#Trail

Born, we crawl

Stand, we fall

Speaking, we stumble

Learning, we fumble

Navigating Life’s Ups and Downs

Weaving side to side, we’re lost

Then, found

Re-membering, we Pray

Our Hearts rejoice as we hear, His voice

Soft at first, listening

We grow silent, sit still

Listening deeper, to the One who whispers to every Heart and Soul – “Trust Me”

Breathing in these words

We remember, this Whisperer is the Father, His Voice guides us

He is ALWAYS with us, and in us

He is Home

Ever present, standing close, awaiting our call, he answers, while allowing us to…

…Move at the Speed of Trust.

Called to Write