I Want to Walk on the Water

I was talking with my sister on the phone the other night. She's navigating the unimaginable grief of recently losing her daughter, and as we talked about the difficult road she's walking, she said something that stopped me in my tracks. "The Lord directs our steps." Such a familiar truth. Yet, in that moment, those five little words carried a depth I hadn't considered before. We often think of the Lord directing our steps in terms of where He's taking us. We pray earnestly for direction when making important decisions, choosing which road to travel, or wondering what God has planned for our unknown future. But what about the rugged, unforgiving roads we would never choose? The unexpected diagnosis. The devastating loss. The carefully laid plans that unravel before our eyes. Those bewildering moments when life takes a turn so sharp we can scarcely catch our breath. We innocently think of these unexpected turns as detours, unwelcome obstacles, or frustrating ro...