Stepping Out

Today’s post is by our Brave Poet, Cindy Powell


I’m stepping out
I’m stepping out of the boat
I’m stepping into the unknown
And I’m choosing to trust

I can’t pretend
I can’t pretend I’m not afraid
I can’t pretend because You already know
Yet still You call me

I’m stepping out
I’m stepping out because I said yes
I said yes long ago
So, so long ago
So long ago that sometimes I forget
All the things I said yes to

But You don’t forget
Even when I forget
You never, ever forget
And You never fail

So I’m stepping out
I’m stepping out of the boat
I’m stepping into the unknown
Because the One who knows all
Is already there

If there is one thing I’ve learned about brave, it’s that it rarely looks or feels the way we think it should. Right now, for me, brave means getting out of the boat … one more time. To be honest, I’m not “feeling” particularly warm and fuzzy about the prospect. I’m not particularly excited. And I’m more than a little terrified. When you’ve already climbed over the ledge a time or two and found yourself flailing and sinking, rather than gracefully gliding across the waves, you’re not quite so anxious to jump right out and do it again.

But I have this little problem. Whenever I hear His voice, whenever I hear Him calling me … I can’t say no. I try sometimes. I try to convince myself it couldn’t possibly be Him. Why would He be asking me to do that … now? Why, after all those other, um, “attempts” at water-walking would He be calling me out onto the waves … again? Why, after all this time, would He be reminding me of those prayers, and those promises?

Sometimes I don’t know why. I just know His voice. I just know Him. And I can’t say no. Because I already said yes … and He believed me. He believes me more than I believe me.

So I’m stepping out … again. I don’t feel brave, but I’m choosing to trust. Because in all those other failed attempts at water-walking, there was one constant …

Him.

His love and His kindness. His grace. His presence. His peace.

His faithfulness.

It’s enough. It’s enough to step out … one more time.

Cindy Powell has been leading prayer ministries and prayer teams both locally and globally for nearly twenty years. Whether speaking, writing, or praying, her desire above all is that her words will draw others into a deeper and more intimate relationship with Jesus. Visit her blog “Simple Faith” at http://cindypowell.org

Photo cred: http://nathaliekelleyart.com/imgetoutofboat.html

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5 thoughts on “Stepping Out

  1. One more time! Boy, can I relate! This line really got me:
    I’m not “feeling” particularly warm and fuzzy about the prospect. I’m not particularly excited. And I’m more than a little terrified. When you’ve already climbed over the ledge a time or two and found yourself flailing and sinking, rather than gracefully gliding across the waves, you’re not quite so anxious to jump right out and do it again.
    Thank you for being brave and stepping out once again. Your courage gives me courage to do it again. Beautifully written. THANK YOU! Proud of you and love you brave one.

    1. Thanks so much for your encouragement and prayers, Mel. We’ll just keep putting one foot in front of the other, right? Big hugs and much love to you!

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