🌿One Step After the Other

I don’t always know where God is taking me.

That’s the part I still wrestle with—the not knowing. The absence of a map. The way faith asks me to walk forward without the courtesy of clarity. Some days I want direction with bullet points and timestamps. Other days, I just want reassurance that I’m not wandering in circles.

But here’s what I do know: I hear Him.

Not always loudly. Not always with answers. Sometimes it’s just a nudge. A verse that won’t leave me alone. A quiet sense of go when staying would be easier. And that—somehow—that is enough to take one step.

Then another.

Faith, I’m learning, is rarely a leap. It’s more often a series of small, obedient movements made while your knees are still shaking. It’s choosing motion over paralysis. Trust over certainty. Breath over panic.

There are moments when the ground shifts beneath my feet—when life rearranges itself without my permission. Loss. Change. Disappointment. Doors closing mid-stride. In those moments, standing still isn’t an option. The step comes whether I feel ready or not.

So I step.

Sometimes bravely. Sometimes reluctantly. Sometimes with tears already forming. But I step because staying frozen costs more than moving forward.

I pray that God continues to order my steps—not just the big ones, but the ordinary, overlooked ones too. The steps taken in kitchens and hospital rooms. The steps toward rest. The steps away from what no longer bears fruit. The steps that look unimpressive but require deep trust.

His Word tells me that He lights the path just enough for the next step. Not the whole road. Not the final destination. Just enough light to keep going.

And maybe that’s the point.

I don’t need to see where I’ll end up. I only need to listen well enough to move when He says now.

One step after the other.

Still afraid sometimes.

Still uncertain often.

But still walking.

And for now—that is faith enough.

This reflection is part of why I created the Becoming Her mini journal — a quiet place for taking the next step without pressure, perfection, or performance.

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  1. Kelly Braswell

    Girl… this really hits home. Thank you for putting into words some of my own very thoughts and feelings. I found myself nodding my head, especially when you said what you did about how you hear God speak… and now, I know I’m not crazy, not making it all up in my head like the devil wants me to believe, because you GET IT. I cant wait to get ahold of your books and poetry, you have always had such an elegant way with words and your gentleness comes through even on paper! I pray God blesses you abundantly, sweet sister, and thank you so much for sharing your light and love with all of us!!😊❤️👏🏼

    1. Thea

      Thank you, Kelly—truly. You are not alone, and you are not imagining what God is doing in you. I’m so grateful my words met you where you are. Your encouragement means more than I can say.

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