I’m scared

Going up a non working escalator the other day, Edley looked over her shoulder and said in a quivering voice, “I’m scared.”

I assured her I was right behind her and would hold her hand if she wanted. She didn’t want to, but took comfort knowing I was right there with her.

She nodded, looked forward, and kept climbing with her knees shaking.

As I walked behind her with my hand hovering right behind her back, it occurred to me how often my walk with God looks like this.

Edley had the trust to say the simple statement, “I’m scared.”

How much more so do I need to voice to God, “I’m scared”? To then trust He’s right there with me watching over and protecting me? That even with shaking knees, I can listen for His voice, and then take one more step in the direction He’s guiding me.