Preparation Reassures
***
We ready our steps in trust,
laying small stones of intention.
Perhaps faith meets us on the path,
quietly blessing the work
we dared to begin.
Reflection
***
I prepare for everything now—
plans, backups, contingencies—
as if careful steps could fill the space
where trust used to live.
There was a time
when I believed
I didn’t walk alone,
that my efforts met grace halfway.
I’ve wandered from that place,
but sometimes,
when I’m laying out the pieces
of my life,
I feel the echo
of that old partnership.
Maybe faith isn’t gone.
Maybe it’s waiting for me
to stop relying
on my own strength
long enough to notice
it still walking beside me.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 5:02 AM UTC
Preparation Reassures
***
We ready our steps in trust,
laying small stones of intention.
Perhaps faith meets us on the path,
quietly blessing the work
we dared to begin.
Reflection
***
I prepare for everything now—
plans, backups, contingencies—
as if careful steps could fill the space
where trust used to live.
There was a time
when I believed
I didn’t walk alone,
that my efforts met grace halfway.
I’ve wandered from that place,
but sometimes,
when I’m laying out the pieces
of my life,
I feel the echo
of that old partnership.
Maybe faith isn’t gone.
Maybe it’s waiting for me
to stop relying
on my own strength
long enough to notice
it still walking beside me.
A reflection on preparation and the quiet desire to trust again. Even when we plan every step, there lingers the hope that something greater may still meet us along the path we begin.
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