Challenges make life interesting, however, overcoming them is what makes life meaningful. - Mark Twain
I take a step. I stop. Standing there wondering if I should take another step. Then I do. Slowly, but surely. Something inside me makes me do this. I feel some power that drives me. I keep taking steps. Slowly - almost if I'm not sure. However, it feels good to do this. To be honest, it feels great. I have within me a feeling that makes this' taking steps' easy.
I feel better with each step I take. More and more secure. The more steps I take the better I feel. This is a fantastic feeling. I like the feeling. I like taking steps. I like moving forward.
I'm getting good at this now. One foot in front of the other. And a next. Left. Right. Left. Right. I can do this. And I'm getting really good at this. The more steps I take, the better I feel. I'm so happy about this. This is great. Let's take another... and another. I move. Forward. Not really thinking about taking any steps back. I want to move ahead. Ahead to 'there'. I want to get 'there'. However, I think that I should take it easy... no rushing. What if I step forward to quickly? Will I tumble, fall over and hurt myself? I don't want pain. The pain may makes me cry perhaps. I'm not taking the risk. I don't want to mess this up. I'm going to take each step at my own pace. I know the pace I can handle. I know I can handle this. This thing called... walking.
Your slaveboy will always be there to walk with You. If You stumble, I'll catch you. If you slip you will only fall into Your slaveboy's arms. Your slaveboy knows You will do the same. Our steps will be sure, met by nice soft warm sands. Can you feel the warm sand under your feet & the hand in Yours?
ReplyDeleteYou and I will walk life together. That's why I'm so secure in taking steps. Steps to out future. I feel we both will always be aware of each other's hand in our own. BIG CKH
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