He commands me to follow Him
one step at a time.
Though the temptation to skip ahead
increases with each passing moment.
Those looming mountains in the distance
appear too daunting for my fragile frame.
Why can’t I follow You, but still move
four or five steps ahead?
Hopefully leaping over those mountains, as to not
lift a finger, but instead be effortlessly lifted by Your wings.
Sadly, obedience calls for a different sort of attitude,
one where I don’t skip steps, but instead follow them one at a time.
Because life’s greatest journeys don’t stem from soaring
around hardships, but from climbing over them
with the equipment provided by Him.
So I must remain in the present,
not yearning for it to be over, but enjoying
looking at Your face directly in front of me,
instead of the mountains off in the distance,
which don’t appear too daunting anymore.