Saturday, May 01, 2004


I walk a tightrope holding your hand.

I walk a tightrope in unsteady times.
I try to keep us in balance, moving forward.
I try to distract you from the lack of a discernible horizon.

I walk a tightrope holding out hope.
I try to keep our focus fixed, not looking back.
I try to block the wind because the slightest unintended breeze may topple you.

I walk a tightrope holding out faith.
I try to be an optimist, against my nature.
I try to assure you that losing faith in people is easy, but God is always faithful.

I walk a tightrope...but I walk it with you gladly.