Behind the Poem: Steps

It’s so true. You really can’t see (or understand) the complete picture until you’ve walked a mile in someone else’s shoes. I’m not sure a mile is even enough ground to cover it.

It’s far too easy to judge, point fingers and cast stones. Yet, at some point on the journey we all do it. We can’t imagine ever falling out of step with Jesus in that way. And maybe it’s true. Maybe there are certain lines we personally won’t cross. But this doesn’t mean that we won’t make our own mistakes in our own ways. We all sin and fall short of God’s glorious standards.

Most of my poetry is sparked from heart felt moments. Whereas, most of what I wrote before I accepted Jesus into my heart was either longing or just a creative event. Not based on my journey. My journey really wasn’t that interesting.

However, since I gained Christ life has not been without adventure. The terain has definitely not been easy. The story has a lot of twists and turns and there have been days when I’ve really wanted a different story. Turn the page already! I need a new chapter! Yeah, that sort of thing. You may have had days, weeks, months and even years like this too.

This poem was written as part of my battle with depression and anxiety. The one thing depression does is it can cause a lot of guilt. Ohers seem like super heros as they appear to walk upright. Whereas you can feel like you’re looking weak as you stumble over yourself. You know that so many just won’t understand your story. Thus was born the poem below.

If you haven’t viewed my post The Depressed Christian [Here] I’d encourage you to watch the video in that post to gain a more compassionate heart towards those struggling with depression.

There’s also another side of judging others without walking a mile in somebody else’s shoes. David’s post [Here] looks at judging others from a bit of a different angle. Things aren’t always as they appear. Let’s not be so quick to assume things, and let’s obey Jesus’ command not to judge.


You don’t know the things she’s been through

You don’t know the struggles life’s spun

You can’t see the lies she’s fought through

She’s far from perfect 

But she’s deeply loved. 

You don’t know the steps she’s taking 

You don’t know how far she’s come

You can’t see the battle she’s facing

She may be weak 

But she’s not completely undone.

For she’ll rest in God 

And she’ll stand again

He’ll hold her tight 

For he’s a true-blue friend

He won’t let you cast a stone her way

Because the truth of the matter is we’re all the same. 

Tina W. 

March 5th, 2021

Sinners Saved by God’s Grace

Everyone has sinned and fallen short of God’s glorious standard, and all need to be made right with God by His grace, which is a free gift. They need to be made free from sin through Jesus Christ.” –Romans 3:23-24 (New Century Version)

Jesus: Our Redeemer, Defender and Protector 

“When they continued to ask Jesus their question, He raised up and said, “Anyone here who has never sinned can throw the first stone at her.”  John 8:7 (New Century Version)

“No matter who you are, before you judge the wickedness of others, you had better remember this: you are also without excuse, for you too are guilty of the same kind of things! When you judge others, and then do the same things they do, you condemn yourself.” –Romans 2:1 (The Passion Translation)

Who are you to judge someone else’s servant? To their own master, servants stand or fall. And they will stand, for the Lord is able to make them stand.” –Romans 14:4 (NIV)

Go Ahead and Stand 

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19 thoughts on “Behind the Poem: Steps

  1. Your poem & overall words in this post is incredible, as I have struggled with depression for over 40 years. Judgements can easily be cast upon us by those who don’t understand, yet I have judged myself with labels & self-sabotaging negative thoughts. I have learned to love & accept the ME God has created, imperfect yet perfect in His eyes. This past year has been the most challenging time in my life with a serious injury resulting in major wrist surgery of my right dominant hand. Many complications have surfaced since surgery 10 months ago. The physical disability & pain spiraled me down into that dark place of depression. I
    I was lost & screaming inside yet my closest friends judged me with guilt of being emotionally unstable & couldn’t be around me if I wasn’t able to get over it. While I begged God to take me home, He said it’s not time, you still have work to do by helping others & He pulled me up & out of the dark hole of despair with both hands. He wiped my tears of sadness away & whispered words of hope in my ears. As difficult as it can be to be judged by others, I am learning to embrace all that I am & I focus on what my purpose is here on earth. I was created to help the hurting, to give, & to love with a compassionate heart. Does it really matter what others think or say by judging who I am or who they think I should be? Not today. I may feel alone at times, as I choose God over people yet I am never alone. I am happier today than I was yesterday. WE are hope, WE are love. WE are miracles of life.

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    1. Thank you so much for sharing your story, Cheryl. I’m sorry you went through such a dark time and were treated the way you were by friends.

      God does use our scars in some powerful ways. I’m glad you are more concerned about what He thinks over those who would judge what they don’t understand.

      May He give you strength, peace and joy. God Bless. 🌺

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  2. This post has so much truth. You are right, we are too quick to judge. It is hard to understand what others are going through, until we have walked the same path. And yes we all have our own failures. This should help us to remember to not point fingers, but it doesn’t. I think in some cases, it makes us feel better about ourselves when we point out someone else’s mistakes. Very sad. I pray we can learn to love each other as God does. I love the poem you wrote. So very true. I especially love the part that says, “For she’ll rest in God, And she’ll stand again, He’ll hold her tight.” Yes and Amen! Thank you for sharing, friend! 💕🌸

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  3. Very well written,Jesus had told that young man, “Don’t call me good Teacher,because no one is good except God the Father”.So I totally agree with your views.Cheer up dear for God loves all of us despite our sinful ways of living.Take care.🌹🙏


  4. Tina, a timely and important post! We tend to see others from our narrow point of view instead of God’s forgiving and loving perspective. Compassion and kindness should be our daily companions. Cyber hugs and blessings! 💗✨💐🌺


  5. I love the poem. We can be quick to judge or make up our minds about someone.
    May God help us see others with care and compassion.
    With the honesty with which you share your journey, I pray that God uses it so others can read and be reminded that God holds them close and tight and will lift them up strong and straight.
    Blessings to you my friend 🌺💙🤗


  6. So relatable…there isn’t a woman isn’t this world who if she’s honest can’t relate…when we open up and share with others we see that our struggles may be different but those emotions and feelings are the same! Thank you for being bold and creating a safe zone through your blog post. ❤️
    We can encourage one another to look up!!!🙌❤️


  7. It is part of modern life for too many to cast the first stone without seeing a problem or issue from all sides, not just there own blinkered view. We all have our highways to walk, few if any will understand how we see the world, what we are feeling. But God does. So I’m so with your words . Listening and being aware of all sides to a story are skills which many of us need to work on. ❤️


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