Do I

to step out onto those crashing waves

with no fear at all

sinking below a dark raging sea

struggling for a breath

or will I rise above it all

tiptoe across those waves

soaring like I have before

after rushing off the cliffs

feeling the breeze in my hair

hearing the song of the wind

looking down at the tiny

unimportant things below

where fear is left behind

along with my heartbeat

and I see the mountain peaks

their glaciers creeping along

where no human has ever stood

or touched in our lifetime

and I think, yes, I can do this

just one step at a time

but only with God’s help

only if I trust Him completely

as a wave crashes over the bow

I wonder, do I

do I really trust Him completely

as I take that first step…