And just like that-- like a cold snap crashing through a summer's eve--
I am above temptation.
As those words cross my mind I realize this stable footing I've pridefully conjured proves to be no more than a tightrope tauntly strung over that very same chasm I've stumbled into far too often.
Step by step is the only way.
Although I know the stakes are high I can't help but look up and smile.
Praise and blessings that I do not have to walk alone.
Bad habits are hard to break, harder to want to abandon. But I am not hidden. Though each step is a challenge, the desire to walk is a grace. A grace I'll not soon cut off.