Follow me

He says "come, follow me" 

how do I respond?

I cried.

I was afraid.

I started listing all my fears,

Of abandonment

Of rejection

Of lost relationships

Of hard conversations

Of family

Of realizing that I'd been wrong 

Ignorant

And ignoring the truth for so long

But seeing His face

His love

His presence

I trust and try to follow

Only to find my feet stuck 

As in a swamp or wet cement

After failing to dig myself out

I realize I've been holding the hand

Of the One who only waits for me to ask

So I ask

And now I trust