When we walk to God, he runs to us. ~ Brenda Q

Like a child, pulling up to stand,
edging around a stool, holding on,
trying the feet but not with trust.
Forgetting for a moment the need
to hold on, to grasp safety,
a faltering step then two, three,
until we’re walking, without confidence
but wanting to see, wanting to learn,
wanting to move. We walk toward the prize
toward the power, the authority,
toward hope and life…
and as we venture forth
the Power rushes to us, granting us life.