where feet may fail {this is faith}

“You call me out upon the waters

The great unknown

Where feet may fail

And there I find you in the mystery

In oceans deep

My faith will stand.



I will call upon Your name

And keep my eyes above the waves

When oceans rise

My soul will rest in Your embrace

For I am Yours

And You are mine.”

More than once has this song played on repeat in our house.  The deep promises drown out the lies hounding me throughout the day.


“Your sovereign hand will be my guide

Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me

You’ve never failed and You won’t start now.

Your grace abounds in deepest waters”

When He calls me out, when He beckons me on uncharted ground.

When He whispers for me to follow, I shrink back, I am afraid.  I’ll sink, I’ll drown!  I’ve been there before, Lord, it won’t hold me.  I’ve tried, God.  This doesn’t make sense.

But He still calls.  Beckons me out upon the waters.  

The great unknown.

Where feet may fail.

I close my eyes, swallow hard, and place a foot upon the waves.

I open my eyes and fix them upon Him, and I stand.

I stand on the water, take a step.

My eyes fixed on Jesus, I deny the forces that threaten to drown me.  The waves that threaten to swallow me whole, their Maker is my friend.  He commands them to hold me fast.

And I trust Him.

How hard is it to have faith when our path is sure?  How difficult is it to walk where we know others have walked before?  What faith does it take to take the path so commonly trod?



Jesus calls us upon the water.

He calls us to the unknown.

He calls us to stand where feet have fallen.

He calls us where our path is unsure.

He calls us where our one and only hope is in Him.

Trust that He will guide.

He will protect.

He will feed.

He will keep.

He will hold us up, that we may deny the very forces of nature itself.

He calls us to be water walkers.

This is faith.

When I’m honest, I shrink back in fear.  Terror, in fact.  I’m the type of person that observes all of the statistics and facts before making a step.  Before making any decision I weigh all the pros and cons.  Before moving forward on anything, I check to see how others have fared that have done the same thing.  I make my decisions based on history, testimony, cold hard fact.



It’s hard for me to let go, and give in to the pressing, the urging of the Spirit on my heart, unless it lines up with my research.  And sometimes it doesn’t.  And what then?

He whispers, “Trust Me.”



And I have a choice.  Where is my faith?  

In the world that testifies that water will drown me?



Or in Jesus, the Maker of the waves? 

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Amy B
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Jesus lover. Obsessive coffee drinker. Chocolate consumer. Plays guitar. Sings too loud. Apple girl. Wordaholic. Bookie. Music junkie. Techy. Unlikely hipster.

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