A child of God,

I know the song.

I know the words to tell the story.

But feeling it …

Living in a world of struggles,

not wanting to struggle,

I see myself

and turn away.

But mirrors can distort.

I tell the world to take the step

and God will show.

Time and tears and teetering …

I stepped today

and didn’t fall.

I asked,

He led,

We shared.

To you perhaps no miracle.

To me

—I have a Father.

Photography by Steve Bunderson