There are days when the next step isn’t lit. No sign, no signal—just silence. And yet, something in me moves. Not because I know where I’m going, but because I trust who I’m becoming. Faith, I’m learning, isn’t loud. It doesn’t always come with clarity or confidence. Sometimes, it’s just the quiet decision to keep walking. To place your foot where the ground hasn’t yet appeared. Today, I take the invisible step. Not because I see the way—but because I believe there is one.
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