For Rowdy Christians Everywhere

Steps

  I began a journey of many steps,

  hoping to find a place among the blessed;

  trying to solve a mystery called God;

  needing a second chance at innocence;

  wishing for the joy that makes children dance;

  hungry to learn the real meaning of love.

  When I began, I knew little of love.

  I wore a rough glare, and strode with stern steps.

  Then to my need, like partners in a dance,

  spun laughing, graceful figures, wise and blessed,

  They were gentle, and treasured innocence,

  and with bright eyes confessed the name of God.

  During my whole search, I was led by God,

  who hedged me round about with perfect love.

  Though I blundered along in innocence,

  an unseen hand shepherded all my steps.

  Day and night, feet and legs were being blessed,

  stepping straight and gaining the strength to dance.

  As I went, I watched the saints in their dance:

  in virtue always, singing praise to God;

  helping the weak with the strength of the blessed;

  eager to forgive, abounding in love;

  keeping the faith, closely guarding their steps;

  models of chastity and innocence.

  But God is not reached by our innocence.

  If we try to seize heaven, it will dance

  away. Grace is not gained by many steps,

  but is given to those who wait for God.

  He saves as soon as we accept His love.

  Return it, and we are even more blessed.

  At the journey’s end, I find myself blessed

  in more ways than I can count: Innocence

  through Christ, a new heart made out of His love,

  lips that sing praise, feet which can’t help but dance

  from joy unspeakable. Guided by God,

  I wheel and spin with saints, sure in my steps.

  Be drawn by God. Let Him direct your steps.

  Accept His love. Take your place with the blessed.

  Then rejoice with the dance of innocence.