Footsteps on the Water

In the depths of night, upon a restless sea,
Where waves of doubt crash ceaselessly,
A figure stands, serene and bright,
The Master, beckoning through the night.

His voice carries over the tempest's roar,
"Come," He says, "There's so much more.
Step out from safety, from all you know,
Into the realm where miracles grow."

With trembling heart and shaking knee,
We peer beyond security.
The boat's edge feels so high, so steep,
Yet His gaze is steady, calm, and deep.

That first step falls, not into the brine,
But onto a path, shimmering, divine.
Each footfall ripples with His power,
A testament to trust in this hour.

The wind may howl, the waves may rise,
Fear may cloud our searching eyes.
But His hand reaches, strong and sure,
His touch alone makes us secure.

Side by side, we brave the gale,
His presence our unfailing sail.
In every step, both big and small,
He gives us courage through it all.

So let us venture on this sea,
Where the impossible becomes reality.
For in His company, we'll find,
The strength to leave our doubts behind. 

With every challenge that we face,
We're lifted by His endless grace.
In storm or calm, by day or night,
Our Master keeps us in His sight. 

This journey on the waters wild,
Transforms the heart of every child.
Who dares to trust, to step, to go,
Where only faith-filled feet can know.

So step out boldly from your boat,
On seas of grace you'll find you float.
For where the Master bids us be,
Is where we'll find our victory.